Perkins put the beer on the kitchen table and let out a long breath. ‘Thanks, Carl,’ he said. ‘Okay, Mr Perkins. What now?’ ‘I’m not sure.’ I felt a hand move down my spine and then the gun was pulled from its holster. ‘Carrying a gun,’ Carl said. ‘I’ve got a permit.’ Perkins laughed, well in charge of the situation now, the way he liked to be. ‘It still extends my options, if you see what I mean.’ I saw, and didn’t like it. ‘The question is, do I ring the police or let Carl deal with you out the back … or do something else?’ He was a dangerous customer. I could see him almost tasting the violence, wondering how far he could go with it. All the way? Just possibly. Armed private detective breaks in, assaults prominent barrister, causing physical injury. I hadn’t seen Carl yet but he sounded capable and willing. It was one of those times when you have to do something to take the initiative, whatever the risk.
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