Jimmy looked down at me. “What are you doing with him? You’re supposed to be helping me.” He didn’t look like he was too worried about it. That was too much for me. I took off running, heading for the outside stairs that led up to his deck.
“Wait, Sonny,” the marshal called after me. “I’ll take care of it.”
I didn’t, though. When I saw that big cat grin of his laughing at me like it was a joke, everything that had happened got pushed onto him. All I could think about was tearing off his face. Two crewmen were coming down the steps as I went charging up. One of them grabbed at me, but I pushed right through them like unchained gates. The one who grabbed me shouted and the other turned around to come up after me.
People on the top deck must had heard the commotion because they turned, sta
