It was a good thing that Raylan wasn't the kind of guy to dig in his heels when he was tugged, a fact that had literally saved his life more than once or twice, and he moved where pulled, bumping into and against Malcolm as they tucked into the doorway.

"That's Quarles," Raylan said, tone already a fraction darker. Suddenly, there was no waiting. Raylan's hand was already unfastening the button that kept it secure in its holster and as soon as the door closed behind Quarles, he looked down at Malcolm.

"Stay here," he said as he stepped out, knowing full well Malcolm wouldn't and jogging to get up to the door. He paused there, giving Quarles a fraction of a second more to get comfortable before Raylan Givens came in and royally fucked his day.