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Date: 14 Apr 2020 18:26 (UTC)"You got any idea who you're holding there? Hmm?" Raylan asked, eyebrows hiking up. "I doubt your little acceptance fantasy gets very far after the good Doc learns you threatened to kill his son. You got one chance to end this the easy way."
Quarles glanced over at what he could see of Malcolm's face, arm tightening around him. "I'll finish what he-" The blade had begun to just barely skate over Malcolm's throat before Quarel's eye was replaced with a bloody hole. The kid screamed behind his gag and upstairs, the doors opened loudly with Art, Rachel and Tim arriving with a 'RAYLAN!'
Downstairs, Raylan watched the now crumpled body bleed out, eyes lit like fires as his gun lowered. There was a hardness about it that kept the cowboy in something of a trance before the whimper of the kid snapped him out of it. Hazel eyes came back to Malcolm's as Raylan holstered his gun and started untying the kid.
"You okay?"