* * *Holding the screwdriver with his fingertips to get the correct feel, Harry Sturdivant tightened the grip screw on the Browning Hi-Power a fraction more.
Finito. He slipped the screwdriver into its rack slot, wiped off the pistol, and returned it to its box. Checking the wall clock, he saw there was time to do the plants before Neal and Susan arrived.
He grabbed his pipe and ambled down the hall to the front of the shop, pausing at the front gun display counter to light his pipe with a kitchen match from one of several strategically located jiggers full. When the stained cherrywood was going good he filled an atomizer bottle with distilled water and started misting the plants, starting in the back left corner and moving clockwise around the shop. It would be another slo
