That made him just as dangerous as any gun he might have aimed at the back of Leon’s head. More so. Because that meant anything that got in his way was expendable.
“I did what I had to do.” He deliberately changed his tactic. It was the only way to avoid getting a bullet in the brain. “You would’ve done the same. You would never have sat back if you had a chance you could take.”
“Sure. But I guess that means I better not give you another chance.” Thomas slowly eased the hammer back into place. He holstered his gun and then his hand was on Leon’s belt. “Put your hands behind your back.”
He’d already learned the hard lesson that he couldn’t overpower Thomas, but his arms moved before he even thought not to do it. They curved into the by-now familiar position and remained still as Thomas looped the rope around his wrists.
“If what you want is money, I’ve got that. I can give you the same as what you’d get from turning me in.”