Sundance
I hit Snowcone with a short shot to the ribcage. Partly out of rage but mostly to stop the bullshit from coming out of his mouth. He gasped for air, writhing in pain as I continued, “This goes one of two ways,” I said, picking up the hypodermic needle. “If you tell me everything about your involvement with the Predators, I promise I’ll work quickly. Plus,” I said pointing to the vial on the left, “I will give you a shot of this to help with the pain. Then, when we’re done, I’ll make sure you’re dropped off at the hospital instead of the middle of the wilderness.”
“I don’t… know… anything about the Predators,” Snowcone sputtered in short gasps.
“You’re choosing the rough road, pal. Hold out on me and I’m gonna take my time with every single cut.” Snowcone’s eyes widened and I co
