He pointed it at me and said,'I've got pearls in his,six of them.You're not a dick.Now get out of here-and tell your friends i'm ready to shoot their teeth out and day of the week and twice on Sunday.'
I didn't move.There was something crazy about the man's dead eyes
'Stop acting,'I said .'I can prove I'm a dick.You're an excon and you shouldn't have that gun.Put it down and talk sensibly to me.'
the car that I had heard was stopping outside the house.I heard feet on the steps.sudden voices.
Sype went backwards across the room until he was between the table and a big tank.He grinned at me.
'So you friend have found you ,'he said .'Take your gun out and drop it on the floor -while you've still got time I didn't move.I looked into his eyes,and kept very still.
He was ready to shoot me for moving a finger.
There were feet on the stairs.Some of them belonged to people who didn't want to come up the stairs three people came into the roon