Chapter 3: Chapter 3

I assumed he was thinking.

“Wear your vest. Bring extra clips,” he said, meeting my eyes again. “I’m hoping for a quick and easy take down, but this guy is dangerous. He’s already killed six people.”

“I’m not a newbie. I’ve been on the job for over a decade.”

“Good. Ever shot anyone before?”

“Unfortunately, yes, I admitted.”

“Dead?”

“One…taking him out was a service to humanity and it was in the middle of a full on gang shoot out. There was another one…He survived, which is good, I think. You?”

“Five. Marshals seldom get sent after the harmless ones.”

For a moment I thought his expression made him look haunted. “Maybe we’ll get lucky.”

“It happens now and then.” 3: US Marshal Ken Sullivan