‘You don’t expect me to take him alone, do you?’
‘Why not? I’ve got to get rid of Maxie. We’ll have to move.
‘What are you worrying about? Shoot him if he tries anything funny.’
‘And get a load of law on my neck.’
‘Shoot them too,’ Barratt said and laughed.
Dedrick hesitated, then shrugged.
‘Better lend me a coat to hide his hands. I’ll bring it back when I’ve planted him.’
Barratt went into the bedroom, came out a moment later, carrying a light overcoat.
Dedrick hauled me to my feet.
‘I’ll be using your car,’ he said. ‘One false move, and I’ll blast you.’