Chapter 22
Action cures fear. Brian lunged, wanting to put himself between the gun and Dad, but he had no time.
Dad grabbed the man’s gun hand and leveraged back the barrel to face McNamara instead. McNamara’s face lost its color as the gun fired. He hollered.
Justus stared with an emotionless face.
Dad’s voice took on a calm but serious tone. He told Justus, “Call an ambulance and the police.”
Justus rushed off.
Dad handed the gun to Brian. “Unload it.”
Brian opened the cylinder, ejected five live rounds into his hand, along with the spent casing. Now he was glad his dad had given him gun lessons.
Dad turned McNamara face down, yanked his arms behind his back, and squeezed McNamara’s wrists together with one of his huge hands.
Justus returned.
“Did you call?”
Justus nodded and
