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Tom took the slug in his already wounded shoulder, but he hardly felt the pain. Tony Balch stared down at a hand dripping blood and a gun that had fallen to the floor when Tom’s bullet tore it away from his grasp. “Raise ’em, Tony,” Tom warned. “This is the end of all things for you. I warned you strongly enough. Now you’re coming’ back to prison—and the chair!’ “You wouldn’t say that if you didn’t hold that gat,” Tony rasped. “‘You’re like any other kind of cop. If you got a gat, you talk big.” Tom smiled just a little and tossed his gun far into the big room. Instant- ly Tony’s sound hand darted behind his neck and came away with a long, glittering knife that had been secreted there in a scabbard. Foul oaths ripped from his lips and he came forward like a beast descending for the kill. “So I’m gonna hit the chair, huh?” he snarled. “If I do, you won't be there. You’re gonna get the samé thing that damned Reade guy got. 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