"He ain't that fast...is he?" Dave asked.
"Pretty fast." Scooter warned.
"I wouldn't try if I were you, Dave." Was Daniel's response.
Skeeter sweated, his cheeks twitched, his lips tight. He was nervous. Scooter being unsettled exposed shock. I stared at them sternly. (The brothers had seen that before) My eyes steadfast, my blood flowed fast through my body. Calmly waiting for their first move. It happened, Dave went for his gun. My pistol cleard leather and fired instantly...