“Wait and I’ll introduce you,” mocked Tom Reade.
“We won’t wait. Neither will you,” retorted Black. “You’ll come with us. About face and walk fast!”
“I’m not going your way tonight,” replied Reade calmly.
“If he doesn’t obey every order like a flash, Pete, then you pull the trigger and wind this cub up.”
“All right,” nodded Pete. “Cub, you heard what Black said?”
“Yes,” replied Tom, looking at Pete with smiling eyes.
“Then come along,” ordered Black, seizing Tom by one arm.
“I won’t!” Tom declared flatly.
“You know what refusal means. Pete is steady on the trigger.”
“Is he?” asked Reade coolly.