Chapter SixOnce again I found
myself being manhandled by a Grierson into a confrontation with
Henry, dragged along stumbling and sailing at the end of his hand
like a gybing boom on a yacht.
Around the cottage
we went, and almost into Henry. For a second it was deja vu
with Grierson squaring off to Henry, warily looking down the barrel
of the accountant's gun. Henry obviously thought so too. His eyes
widened as he took an involuntary step back in shock. It lasted all
of a couple of seconds. His gun steadied. It was happening
again!
I tensed in
anticipation of Grierson's heavy body falling onto mine. But this
Grierson wasn't going to underestimate Henry. This Grierson had a
gun. And stood much closer. He deflected Henry's gun, bringing up
his knee. But Henry, showing amazing
