Malcolm was not wrong. As soon as the thugged grabbed Malcolm, Raylan had a hand back on the man's chest, his free hand on his gun and a dangerous glint in his eye without a thought. He didn't apply force, but only because of Malcolm's hand. It wasn't enough to totally stop Raylan, but it was enough to stop him from jacking this man against the wall.

But if the man was going to step off himself, Raylan would let him move freely without objection and half step in between them. His hand wasn't coming off his gun until he was comfortable.

"Who? He hadt've said a name." Even if the guy didn't tell them, Raylan knew their resources could come up with a reasonable list inside 3 or so hours. The guy shook his head. "Not even under his breath in passing? Sounds like he was pretty amped up."

Needless to say, Raylan did not believe that.