CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Alexa hesitated for a fraction of a second too long. Diamond could have been pulling out a lighter, or a flask, all sorts of things. She did not want to be the first to draw because then the sting would be ruined.
A moment later she realized it had been ruined anyway. Diamond pulled out a .357 Magnum that looked as big as his beefy forearm.
Actually, only half pulled it out. Unsure what these two strangers on the street wanted, if they were cops or simply lost, he didn’t pull out the g*n and fire, he merely showed it, hoping to intimidate and, if the man and woman who had passed the diner twice did turn out to be cops, he’d have reasonable deniability. He could claim he thought they were about to get robbed.
But it didn’t work out that way.
Instead, several things h
