“I’m taking what’s mine,” Sutcliffe declared. “You can’t stop me.”
“You know I can,” Art said, displaying nothing but ease. Brodie was edging closer, but his proximity was making Sutcliffe twitchy. “You don’t want to get into it with me and mine.”
“You stay back!” Sutcliffe called out and shook the gun at Brodie a couple of times before aiming at Art again. “You get any closer and I’ll put a bullet in him!”
Brodie ceased and there was a tense pause. Zara sidestepped, trying to get a better view of what was going on. The triangle of men was locked in a stalemate. Art and Sutcliffe were only about a foot apart. Brodie was still at least ten feet away. Art’s hands were up, Brodie was poised to move, and Albert Sutcliffe had no way out.
“Put down the gun and we’ll let you go,” Art said. “T
