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Redmon looked up, and nodded. “Glad you could stop by,” he said dryly.
    “Had nothin’ better to do,” Bloodworth answered in kind. “Besides, you asked me so kindly to come callin’ when I had the chance.”
    “Cut the shit, Bloodworth.”
    The bounty hunter nodded.
    “How was your run?”
    “Uneventful, which is just the way I like it.”
    “Sounds strange comin’ from a man like you.”
    “What’s that mean? A man like me?”
    “A man hunter. Ain’t that what you are?”
    “I am. And what does that make me in your eyes?”
    “A killer.”
    Bloodworth half smiled. “I’ve killed men before. More’n I like to remember. But I don’t do it unless I have to. And I sure as hell don’t enjoy it.”
    Redmon sat quietly for a bit, working through his surprise.

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