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“You know this isn’t un”

“If you don’t drop that piece, it’s going to be your last”

The dead-eyed old teeth, “It’s not the first time somebody has said that to me either”

“Are you going to put the gun down or a to blow your head off?”

“Neither”

“Neither?”

“Yeah, I’ to blow my head off”

“You’re awfully confident”

“Coot the juer You knohat that tells me?”

“That I’?”

The dead-eyed hed “We both know that’s not true”

“This is your last warning”

“Good, this shit’s getting old,” the dead-eyed ht hand

A half a second later the sound of two guns being fired filled the air

Chapter 1

“What are you doing here?”

Randy stopped before he reached her table, put up his hands, and said, “I come in peace”

While he was doing that Mal caun behind Randy’s ear

“What the Hell is this?” Randy asked

“A precaution,” Margot told him

Stan, the bartender and owner of Layla's West, looked over and saw Mal with his Glock pressed against the back of Randy’s head and ave his were under control She wasn’t sure she believed this was under control, but he seelasses

“Precaution against what? I came here to hire you,” Randy told her

“Is that so?”