Sowerbutt's Shooter

The slight military man put his hand on the Spaniard’s arm. “No rush, Senor del Pozo. This chance meeting is most fortunate. I have a business proposition for you.” Sowerbutt unbuttoned his leather jacket, his shoulder holster and revolver visible. Across the crowded club, Cocker and his cousin, who were polishing glasses, watched closely.

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