know it's there. So
go ahead. Turn me in.'
'It's not nice to lie to an employee of the Justice Department, sweetheart.'
'I'll keep that in mind.'
'And just where would your brother learn about weapons like this?'
'He doesn't like to talk about it, but he once told Daddy he was part of a specialized team in the marines.'
'Specialized? No kidding.'
'Now isn't the time to discuss my family, and it's really none of your business anyway.'
'Oh, yes, it is.'
'Why?'
He moved closer, pinning her against the counter. He leaned down until he was just an inch above her and whispered,
'Don't push me.'
It took him all of five seconds to realize he wasn't going to win. She couldn't be intimidated, at least by him. She stood her
ground and looked him right in the eyes. As galling as it was to admit, he knew he was going to have to be the one to back
down. It was a first for him, and it wasn't pleasant.
'Do you want me to call the police?' she asked.
'I'm not going to have you arrested.'
Exasperated, she said, 'I wasn't talking about me. I thought you might want the police to come and get the Three Stooges
over there.'
'What? Oh… yeah, call them, but wait a couple of minutes. I want to do some negotiating first.'
Noah had put his gun away and was standing over Jim. Theo grabbed a chair, turned it to face him, and sat down.
'Have you got your phone with you?'
'What if I do?' Jim asked, antagonistic once again.
'Call your brother and tell him to get over here.'
'You can't tell me what to do.'
'Yes, I can,' Theo said. 'You're in a hell of a lot of trouble. You threatened an FBI agent and that means jail time.'
'Tell it to my lawyers,' Jim blustered, though his face had lost some of its color. 'They'll fix it so I don't do a day behind bars.'
'I don't know too many attorneys who will work pro bono. I doubt they'll do anything to help you once they hear you don't have any money to pay them.'
Jim pulled out his cell phone and punched in his brother's number. 'He won't come,' he told Theo. 'Gary doesn't like anything unpleasant.'
'Tough. You tell Gary he has ten minutes to get here, or I'll have the police pick him up at home and take him with you to jail.
You boys are either going to negotiate now or sit in a cell and think about it for a couple of months. And trust me, Jim. I've got
the clout to keep you there.'
Gary apparently answered his phone. Jim's voice shook when he said, 'You've got to get over to The Swan right away. Don't argue. Just do it. I'll explain when you get here.'
He listened for a few seconds, then said, 'Hell, no, it didn't go as planned. Buchanan and another fella are FBI, and they're threatening to lock both of us up.' He listened for another minute, then shouted, 'A bit of bad luck? You call the FBI a bit of
bad luck? Stop yapping and get on over here.' He slapped the phone closed and glared at Theo. 'He's on his way.'
Noah spotted the police car pulling into the parking lot. 'Cops are here,' he told Theo.
Michelle grabbed the shotgun and put it back under the counter on the bracket. 'I didn't call Ben yet,' she said.
Harry was still unconscious, but he was breathing. Happy was hunched over one of the tables in the corner, his head in his hands.
Noah went outside. He came in a couple of minutes later with Ben Nelson. He had obviously filled the policeman in on the particulars, because Ben barely spared Harry a glance. His gaze and his smile were on Michelle.
'Are you all right?' he asked, his concern apparent.
'I'm fine, Ben. Who called you?' she asked. 'Was it Paulie?'
'No one called me. I just came by to see you.'
Theo didn't like hearing that. Ben was on his way to the bar, but Theo stood, effectively blocking his path. Michelle made the introductions, though it wasn't necessary. Theo already knew who Ben was. He was the man who wanted Michelle.
Theo had never paid much attention to another man's appearance, and he really didn't know if women would consider Ben handsome or not. He had an easy smile and all of his teeth, and that was about as far as Theo went sizing him up. Ben seemed like a nice guy too. That didn't matter, though. Theo noticed the way he smiled at Michelle and took an instant dislike to him. He had to force himself not to be hostile as he shook his hand and let him know who was in charge.
Noah watched the two men with a good deal of amusement. They were posturing like roosters getting ready for a fight. It
didn't take Noah any time at all to figure out why.
'I understand you're staying at Michelle's house.' Ben wasn't smiling now.
'That's right. I am.'
'How long do you plan to be in town, Mr. Buchanan?'
'I'm not sure how long. Why do you want to know, ChiefNelson?'
'We've got several nice motels over in St. Claire.'
'Is that right?'
'Theo's leaving Monday,' Michelle announced. 'Aren't you?' she added, a challenging note in her voice.
'Maybe.'
The noncommittal response irritated her. 'He's giving a speech in Biloxi.' She didn't know why she felt compelled to share that information. 'So he will be leaving Monday morning.'
'Maybe,' Theo repeated.
The word had the same effect as the sound of a dentist's drill. She wanted to cringe. Worried she would say something she
would regret if Theo uttered that word one more time, she made a hasty retreat. Grabbing the empty iced tea pitcher, she
excused herself and went into the kitchen.
While Theo explained to Ben who Harry and Happy were, Noah read the thugs their rights and then used Ben's handcuffs to secure them.
'What about Jim Carson?' Ben asked. 'Are you going to be pressing charges against him?'
Theo knew Jim was listening. 'I sure am,' he said. 'But I want him to stay here until his brother arrives. I want to talk to both of them. If they don't cooperate…' He deliberately left the sentence hanging.
'I'm going to cooperate,' Jim cried out.
Ben was a better man than Theo. He shook his hand before he left. Theo decided then that he'd acted like a jealous lover and needed to shape up.
'Thanks for your help,' he called out as Ben followed Happy out the door. Noah had already shaken Harry awake and had half dragged him to the police car.
