"You killed my brother to 'avenge the dead?'" Carver kept the barrel of the gun pressed to Guidry's bloody forehead. "What kind of sick joke is that?"
"Are you calling my dead sister a joke?" Guidry's head left the floor as he spat the words. "Her murder's funny to you?"
Carver pushed Guidry's head back down with the gun barrel and held it there.
"Carver!" Gus called out from behind him, but he might as well have been a world away. "Don't do this, hombre! You are going too far!"
"He's right," said Jack. "We have other ways to handle this."
"I have chemicals that will force the truth out of this diablo!" said Gus.
Carver heard them but couldn't stop himself. He pressed the gun barrel harder into the preacher's forehead. "Who's your sister, Guidry?"
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