Cappie hit him.
“There you are!” Brenda exclaimed, coming out of the back in a green-and-blue polka-dotted lab coat. “I talked to Dr. Lammers, but he said we’ve already got more part-timers than we can spare. I’m so sorry,” she added miserably.
“What’s your address?” Bentley asked. “I’ll send you flowers.”
“I thought you wanted to marry her,” Chet pointed at Cappie.
Brenda’s eyes widened. “Who are you?” she asked the dark-eyed man.
“I’m a hired…”
“…assassin,” Rourke finished for him.
“I don’t kill people, I just shoot them!” Chet growled.
“I only wound them,” Rourke added. “Are we going back to Jacobsville, then?”
“Who are these men?” Brenda asked again.
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