"I've shot smaller from further away," he answered as he followed Malcolm up the stairs. "Could have been an instructor at Glenco, where I trained. Hell they'd still probably be over the moon to have me workin' there."

Once they were back upstairs, Raylan took stock of him again. "We'll have the EMT's look at that cut, but he didn't get you too badly. Nothin' a little antiseptic won't take care of. Do you want me to call Gil or will he take the news better from you? Art yellin' at me is bad enough."