“Damn it, Cole. You’re more trouble than you know.”
Cole laughed to himself. “What did you hear?”
David replied, “What did I hear? What did I hear? I hear that some f*****g cowboy is killing guys down dark alleys. I hear that some guy is shooting at the Coast Guard and then comes back to Panama and turns the city into the Wild West. That’s what I hear.”
Cole quipped back, “Yeah, because Panama was so peaceful until I got here.”
David calmed down a bit and said, “You sit tight. I f*****g mean it. I’ll be over in a bit.”
Cole hung up the phone and remembered that he hadn’t reloaded from the night before. He took the gun from the bathroom and the bag of cleaning supplies over to the table, unloaded it, and gave it a quick run through with the oil and rags. Whatever pain meds he had from
