Making A Deal At The Edge Of The Night

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The mouth of the revolver snaked in between Jacko’s collar and scarf and bit him on the neck.
“Metal’s freezing,” he said.
“That’s all you’re going to say?”
“You won’t shoot me, Tubbs.”
The hammer cocked. Jacko shuddered.
“I’m listening,” Tubbs said.

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