show up soon. Or else.
Walking wide around his own truck, so he could keep his eyes on Colin, Bandy went past the tailgate and up to the driver’s side door. He used his left hand to open the door, and slid onto the seat, his right hand going to the gun under his jacket. He held it beside his right thigh, reaching through the steering wheel with his left hand to press the engine start button.
Only when he was ready did Bandy release the handgun and reach for the gearshift. He was gone quickly, making a wide circle on the paved area in front of the garage, his eyes still on Colin. He watched in the rearview mirror as Colin angrily stomped up to Longhammer.
Bandy stopped at the end of the driveway, pulling over on the shoulder of the road, behind some construction equipment parked nearby for some roadwork in the area.
He stopped there and waited. He was becoming a bit worried until he saw Colin’s fancy rig come barreling down the driveway, make a sliding turn onto the highway, headed the other direction. A quick look up the driveway and Bandy spotted another vehicle coming along much more sedately.
Pulling back out onto the shoulder of the road, Bandy waited until Angus drove up and stopped next to him. The windows went down on both vehicles. “You okay?” Bandy asked Angus.
Angus, despite the deep tan, was pale. “He is going to kill you, Hawkins. He said so right to my face. Told me that I’d better start working on some of the projects he has set for me, that you wouldn’t be the only one dead. He was talking about my family, Hawkins. My family! Not me. My family!”
“Easy, Angus,” Bandy said quietly. “I am not going to let that psychopath kill me, or anyone else. Which projects did he insist that you start on?”
“The shelter, for one. And more ammunition. And start a recall effort against Sheriff Broadhearst. He wants Julie-Anne out of office and discredited.”
“Well, give him some of what he wants. Start on the shelter. You’ve shown me what you had in mind and what Colin wanted changed. Which were actually some ideas I would have incorporated into a shelter like that anyway. I’ll have some additional recommendations tomorrow evening.
“As to the ammunition, just start trickling it in. You have the very good excuse that large quantities are hard to come by. And I honestly believe that you should meet with the Sheriff and explain what is going on. You… We… are going to need her informed and on our side when this all breaks open.”
“I’m not sure I can face her…” Angus said sadly. “I’ve really let her down.”
“Talk to her, Angus. I have a feeling, from what everyone has said about her, that she will understand. And to be willing to help, to the limit she can as an officer of the law.
“Now, are you okay to join the families?”
“Yeah. Yeah. And I’ll fill them in on what happened. If we’re going to do this together, I am going to have to stop keeping things to myself.”
“That is good, Angus. I’ll see you later, at the Sheridan’s.”
The two put their trucks into gear and drove off, Angus pulling away as Bandy kept a much slower pace, keeping his eyes peeled for a possible ambush by Colin. He didn’t think it would happen, but Bandy wasn’t one to ignore possibilities. Bandy went back to the Sheridan Ranch and let himself in with the secondary security code that Ana-Bella had insisted he take. He worked the rest of the afternoon on the plan, working more and more quickly as things jelled in his mind.
Dinner was a bit subdued at first, Angus having told the others what had happened. Bandy caught Ana-Bella looking at him with concern several times. He decided that Angus had probably told all of them what Colin had said about killing him. And from the initial subdued talk, he had also told them the threat made against June, Junior, and Desiree.
Bandy excused himself as quickly
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