The cop had a gun in his hand and it was pointed right at me. Of course the guy was bent- all the cops in this town are – my investigations must have got a little close to his little racket and he was determined to shut me down.
“To me” he menaced. I was still in my builder’s gear and my cover story didn’t involve packing heat so I turned to run but by some lucky chance the plank I was carrying on my shoulder caught the guy right in the face as I span and laid him flat out on the floor. I turned back to him.
“To you,” I replied, dropping the plank across his prone body.
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