A life less painful

Pointing his gun at Despain’s chest Tanaka licked his chawed lips. “And the rest?”
“Rest...?” said Despain ignoring the stump nosed revolver’s cycloptic stare.
“Paper says you got away with ten … there’s seven in the bag.”
“Paper’s full of shit!”
“Maybe,” said Tanaka lowering his aim. “But for now the burden of proof is on you.”
Despain nodded slowly, then leapt forward, pushed the gun out of the way and landed a knee in Tanaka’s groin. The beefy Asian fell to the ground like a factory chimney demolished by dynamite.
“Oughta trust people more, Tanaka. Makes life less painful.”