“You are well aware of what I meant.” Grant kept the gun steadily aimed at him, watching carefully. “I’m listening.” A chat? He raised his chin higher, staring him down as thoughts raced through his head. What could be possibly want to chat for?

_{“Am I now? See, you have to be a bit more specific,” he was about to say ‘next time’, but there was doubt that they’d be in this situation again.  A reason to why he took a  step forward, and then flashed a slight grin. “You can listen all you want, but the real question is if you’re even going to hear anything i say.” A pause. “More importantly, I have an offer for you, but it’s hard to say anything when you have a gun aimed at me.”}