“Sorry, we had to hurry on that one. And I didn’t know you’d be following him.”
“But why kill Carter?” asked Robert.
“He suspected me,” said Reynolds. “Despite what he might have told your brother, there was going to be an investigation. And that would have been bothersome to me.”
Knox said, “Let’s go.” She shoved Puller ahead of her while Reynolds kept her gun on Robert.
As they walked to the door Puller broke his silence. Speaking in a voice only Knox could hear, he said, “How did you manage that attack in the alley in Charlotte?”
“I thought you might be wondering about that. My gun had blanks. I got you to go running after the others, which gave the ‘dead man’ plenty of time to disappear, after leaving some of his blood behind, of course.”
“Why do it at all?”
“I knew you were still suspicious of me. That was a way to allay that suspicion.”
Puller said, “So was it for the money? Just for kicks? Professional envy? Not getting promoted fast enough? Or maybe missing your fast life?”
“Maybe all of the above.”
“I don’t know about that,” said Puller.
As they walked she looked curiously at him. “What, then?” she said in a casual tone.
“I think your old man had twice the guts you had. You knew you could never live up to that. You probably just invented the bullshit about him. Did you kill him and then come up with the lie about the suicide?”
Knox was unfazed by this barb. “Maybe I did. And after I kill you maybe I can make up some bullshit about how you groveled for your life. Or maybe it won’t be bullshit. Maybe you will. Maybe you’re not nearly as tough as you think you are, Junior.”
“And maybe you’re not as smart as you think.”
“Well, I am holding my gun on you.” She paused and then gave him a knowing look “You wanted me, Puller. In your bed. I could see it in your eyes.”
They were outside the house now and heading to the car. Knox’s voice had risen, and Robert, who had heard this part, quickly glanced at his brother.
“I’d rather put a bullet in my head than lay one finger on you,” said Puller.
“I know you wanted me. You can’t deny that. And it’s not like I’m unattractive.”
“Sure you are, Knox. On the inside. You could be the poster child for ‘beauty is only skin deep.’ My gut on you was right. I couldn’t trust you, because you have no spine.”
“I was wounded on behalf of my country,” she snapped.
“So was I. But I never let scum like her”—he pointed at Reynolds—“talk me into betraying my oath. You’re weak, Knox. Weak. You’re nothing.”
Now Knox’s superior look faded. She stopped walking, turned to Robert, and shoved the muzzle of her gun against his head. “Get on your knees!”
“What?” said a startled Robert.
“On your knees. Now!”
Robert got down on his knees. Knox placed her gun muzzle against the back of his neck and looked at Puller.
“You want to apologize for that comment? Or he’ll get a bullet in his head.”
Puller looked down at his brother and then back up at Knox. “You really want to do this?” he said quietly.
“I have a better idea. I can shoot him with your throwaway.”
She slipped the revolver out of her pocket, pulled back the hammer, and placed the barrel against Robert’s skull.
“You have three seconds to say you’re sorry to me, Puller, or big brother is no more. One, two—”
“I’m sorry,” said Puller.
Knox fired anyway. But she had angled the muzzle to the left so that the round didn’t hit Robert. He yelled out and dropped to the ground clutching his head.
Puller started to rush to his brother, but Reynolds pointed her gun in his face.
“Which is why we’re here. But first things first.” She pulled her gun, slid a suppressor on the muzzle, pointed it at Robert Puller, and said, “You can’t believe how long I’ve waited for this.”
Before she could fire Knox kicked the gun out of her hand. Then she whirled and clipped Reynolds’s legs out from under her. The woman fell hard to the floor.
A moment later Knox tossed two guns. A stunned Puller caught one and Robert the other. The brothers looked confusedly at each other.
Puller said, “Knox, what the hell is—”
Knox yelled out, “I’ll explain later. Keep your guns on Reynolds. Don’t let her out of your sight.”