After a few minutes, he leaned into her ear and whispered, “Pistola?” He had to find a handgun somewhere in this godforsaken place.
She looked at him with a funny look for a moment then shook her head, stood up, and walked away. Damn it, Cole thought. He was ready to fight for the right side of the law, but there was no one around that Cole knew or trusted, and a pistol would make him much more comfortable. He couldn’t see anyone at the bar that resembled the guys Tony had mentioned. After only a few minutes by himself, Cole felt vulnerable.
Just as he was beginning to second-guess the entire plan, a second girl approached and sat in Cole’s lap. She was a bit older than the first and not quite as pretty, but she leaned in to Cole’s ear and whispered, “Quieres una pistola?”
Cole grinned
