Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 319 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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"I see." Cranston eyed some men who had been edging nearer to the two men. "I'll make sure it's a fair fight if you want to fight."

"I don't want to fight but there'll be no living in this town if I let this go by," the sheriff said. His face was tense. He was waiting, prepared for anything that Byers might do.

He was prepared for everything but what Byers did. The man's stocky leg shot out and kicked the sheriff in his lame leg, just under the knee cap. He fell to the ground.

The men in the circle grunted. Cranston said, "I'll take over if you want me to."

Teeth showing as he bit his lip, the sheriff said nothing. His arms whipped out. He grabbed Byers by the ankles and yanked him toward him. The stocky man fell.

His head hit the concrete with that sickening thud, like a melon hitting, that a head always makes. His face contorted. He said, "I'll break you in half."

The two men suddenly became a flurry of movement. Cranston watched the fight out of the corner of his eye as he kept his attention on a man who had a family resemblance to Byers. The man was near the sheriff. His leg was drawn back as though ready to kick out at the sheriff's head.

Cranston reached out with the side of his hand and clipped the man behind the neck. The man's head shot forward and he grunted. Cranston said, "I wouldn't if I were you."

The man faded back in the crowd, his hand rubbing his assaulted neck.

The men on the ground had stopped rolling over and over. They were in the gutter. The sheriff had managed to be on top when they had fallen from the sidewalk. Byers was under him. He smashed down with all his strength at the man's chin.

His head went back and hit the road. The sheriff stood up and looked down at Byers who shook his head from side to side. "Enough?" the sheriff asked.

Byers got to his feet. "Yeah. I got enough." The sheriff relaxed and started to turn around.

Cranston saw a flicker of movement and called out, "Tennan! Look out!"

Byers had brought a rabbit punch down on the sheriff's neck. The sheriff warned, had moved enough so that it landed on his shoulders instead of on the sensitive nerve centers at the top of the spine.

This time when he turned around his face was blank of expression. Byers stood his ground and as the sheriff turned, clipped him on the side of the face. A heavy ring on Byers' hand ripped the flesh off the sheriff's cheek.

The sheriff, stepping heavily forward, paid no attention to the blow. He hunched over and sent a solid right into Byers' belly. The man grunted but whipped out a looping right that caught the sheriff on the button.

If they had been wearing gloves it would have knocked the sheriff out. But bare knuckles, although they hurt much more, do not have the stunning effect of gloves.

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