‘Will you get out of my way! I’ve had about enough of you!’
‘Without the gun you could take him alive,’ Dallas said, speaking quickly. ‘Let me go up there and try and get the gun. I can tell him I’m from Miss Jackson. He might listen to me.’
Anita touched Olin’s arm.
‘I’ll get his gun,’ she said quietly. ‘He won’t hurt me. Then you can come up and take him.’
‘You don’t know what you’re saying. This guy’s dangerous,’ Olin said, exasperated. ‘Will you two get out of my hair?’
‘Let her do it,’ Dallas said. ‘You can be right behind her. If he starts blasting with that gun, he could kill half your men before you got him.’
‘I tell you she’s not going up there…!’ Olin began.
Anita turned suddenly and began to run across the street towards the house.
As Olin opened his mouth to shout after her, Dallas stumbled against him, knocking him off balance.
‘What the hell do you think you’re doing?’ Olin snarled, recovering himself. ‘Come on, you guys, get after that girl!’