Hours later, Kay sat at the bar in the dance hall in St. Louis, in character as Leonard of the Dreamboats' road crew. Marty, her boss, sat beside her.
"When I said I wouldn't kill a man," said Kay, "that was before you mentioned the possibility of a bonus."
Marty laughed. "I had a feeling you'd say that." He pulled a 45-caliber revolver from a shoulder holster under his leather bomber jacket and banged it down on the bar. "So how are you with one of these, Leonard?"
Kay picked up the gun and flicked out the cylinder. There was a cartridge in every chamber.
With another flick, Kay swung the cylinder back into the gun and spun it around one finger. With one smooth motion, she stopped the spin, c****d the hammer, and took aim at a sign on the wall the whole way across the hall.
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