The Poisoners
“I saw him start to turn his head and stop, and reach for the submachine-gun instead. I stopped that by pressing the safety of the Remington forward more sharply than necessary, making a tiny but unmistakable click.
The hooded, sharply focused light had not disturbed Tillery, off to one side, but the sound brought his head around quickly.
“Jake, what the hell…?”
“Jake’s taking a nap,” I said. “So are your other two boys, Tillery.”
“Helm? What are you doing here? What do you want?”
“I want your h...and to stop moving, amigo. I think Mr. Sapio does, too. I don’t think he really yearns for a thirty-caliber slug through his liver.”
“Cut it out, Tillery.”
“Yes, Mr. Sapio.”
There was a faint clatter of dislodged pebbles nearby.
I stepped back into the gloom of a low evergreen, keeping the beam steady, but it was only the girl in her light clothes and big dark hat, rather breathless.
“Matt?”
“Right here,” I said. “No, don’t look at this light, it’s pretty bright.MoreLess
The hooded, sharply focused light had not disturbed Tillery, off to one side, but the sound brought his head around quickly.
“Jake, what the hell…?”
“Jake’s taking a nap,” I said. “So are your other two boys, Tillery.”
“Helm? What are you doing here? What do you want?”
“I want your h...and to stop moving, amigo. I think Mr. Sapio does, too. I don’t think he really yearns for a thirty-caliber slug through his liver.”
“Cut it out, Tillery.”
“Yes, Mr. Sapio.”
There was a faint clatter of dislodged pebbles nearby.
I stepped back into the gloom of a low evergreen, keeping the beam steady, but it was only the girl in her light clothes and big dark hat, rather breathless.
“Matt?”
“Right here,” I said. “No, don’t look at this light, it’s pretty bright.MoreLess
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