Sabre-Tooth Author:Peter O'Donnell Modesty had taken off her shirt and was naked to the waist..."On a count of twelve, Willie. From ...now." — At her last word Willie moved away...The seconds ticked away precisely in her head. She walked through the hall and curled her fingers round the handle of the door. — Eight seconds, nine seconds... — She opened the door wide and stepped ins... more »ide quietly and without haste, pushing the door shut behind her. Her face wore a bright inquiring smile.
Five men sat at the round table - one man stood by the bar. Six blank faces stared towards her. Six rigid bodies made a frozen tableau. The men were nailed. Ten seconds... The kitchen door opened quietly and Willie stepped into the room. He carried the hunk of lead pipe in his left hand, the knife in his right. No head turned towards him...« less