5/16 He grinned felinely at the other, and when he spoke there was cold, taunting contempt in his voice. But where are you goin' to be tonight ?" Antrim flushed darkly. "I'm figurin' to do a man's work--tonight or tomorrow, Slade. Somethin' that you ain't got nerve enough to do--I'm goin' to face Kane Lawler when he's riled, with a gun in his hand! I'm goin' to down him right here in this room!" Slade started, his face paled. |