III“Who are you? What do you want?” she snapped, and shuffled forward a step. “I’ll fire this thing, don’t think I won’t!”
Williams didn’t budge, only continued to sight her. “Yes, I believe you would ... if you had to. But you don’t have to. I—I heard the boy foraging ... it woke me up. I wanted to tell him he had nothing to fear, but he was already gone. I’d suggest just now ... we both lower our weapons. Can you try that for me? Please? I’ll start and you follow, okay?”
It was difficult to gage her reaction as he remained focused on her trigger finger. He began to lower his weapon ... and, to his surprise, she began to lower hers as well.
And then there was a c***k, ca-c***k! somewhere in the blackness, and she raised the revolver again, snapping, “What’s that? What was that?”
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