Once again I yelled, “IT’S OVER HAYNES. I’M BEHIND YOU AND THERE’S NO PLACE FOR YOU TO GO. GIVE IT UP WHILE YOU STILL CAN.” Wilson and the Mexican looked quickly behind them while I fired my Colt Python over their heads. Wilson threw his weapon down, but the Mexican ran. I called into the radio not to shoot as Max instinctively took off after him. Haynes, seeing no alternative, ducked into the warehouse where they had planned to store the drugs. The Mexican had run all of thirty feet when 130 pounds of dog took him down. He lay on his stomach with Max’s jaws around his neck when I walked up to him. Once I had him secured I stood him up and the state officers approached with Wilson also handcuffed. We retreated when Haynes fired two shots that flew barely over our heads. I called out to him, telling him there was no place to go, but his response was less than encouraging. “FUCK YOU, CAHILL AND FUCK THAT NIGGER YOU HAVE WITH YOU.” I was prepared for a long siege when Daryl told me he had an idea. After listening for a minute I told him to go ahead and try. He called out to Haynes. “Okay, Haynes—we both know you gots nowhere to go. But here’s a thought for you to think about. You ain’t goin’ nowhere unless you want to take asian your chances with the canyon or you want your shot at me. I’ll meet you mano a mano right out here in the yard. Just throw your gun out and you can have your chance.” “Yeah…sure; right after you shoot me. No thanks,” Haynes called out from the dark interior of the big building. “Let’s face it,” Daryl continued, “We have water and can get all the food we need to starve you out or we can just shoot some tear gas into the building, but then I’m gonna miss out on whuppin’ your fat white ass for you. I knew you were a racist, but I never figured you for a coward, too. You’re going to prison either way, so why not go as a man and not Hardcore some pussy white chicken shit?” It was all I could do to keep a straight face as I whispered, “I never knew you were a racist, Daryl.” “Shut up, Matt. I’m getting to him. He really thinks he can whip me so I just need to bait him a little more. You’ll see.” Then, raising his voice again, “I can’t believe you’re such a pussy…afraid to go one on one against this worthless nigger.” That apparently got Haynes worked up because he responded almost immediately. “I’ll show you who’s a pussy. Just don’t shoot me and Cahill, japanese you keep that fucking dog away from me.” “No problem, Haynes; just throw your guns out the door.” I held Max as he stepped toward the doorway to throw his AK toward the state police. A few seconds later he japan stepped out into the clearing. “Don’t forget your pistol, Haynes,” I reminded him. He reached behind his belt and, smirking, tossed it away. Daryl stepped from behind the cart and handed me his shotgun and pistol before removing his petite vest. “What do you think, Matt? Fast and painful or slow and agonizing?” “In this case I think that slow and agonizing is more appropriate, don’t you?” “I do.” Then he turned and walked to the center of the clearing summoning Haynes to him with a casual wave of his hand. Haynes approached menacingly—slowly, shifting his weight ponderously from side to side, as he stepped closer and closer. He clasped his hands together and cracked his knuckles as if that would intimidate someone like Daryl Evans. “Good Morning Paula! MrPleaser and JustAGuy took their positions on either side of me, and MrHarlyMan slid in beside Glenda. Watch my Mommy-slave devour my cunt. But I'll be right back, John. Bracing herself petite she made a type of energy net to slow Rigal down. I looked at Fran…she was staring intently. Even after brushing her teeth, there was some kind of delicious taste in her mouth, and it wasn’t from dinner. He told me he would certainly do so. Fuck her. He wasn’t as big as the japan first man japanese and I didn’t feel Hardcore as full, but asian once he started moving, I returned to my moaning.