The fish winked at him. Or so it seemed to him as he watched the silvery bundle of life work its way through the gaping hole in the net. Fuming with anger, Sunil reined in the sagging piece of equipment and threw it on the ... Read more
The click of a revolver being cocked was unmistakable. Old Joe had heard it too often not to recognize it. He felt the cold steel pressing hard against the side of his head as he reached resignedly for the drawer.