Chapter 98

As Josh had suspected, the men were heading toward the stairs that led down to the lounge. He approached them, drawing himself up to his full height. “I think you gentlemen are going in the wrong direction,” he drawled.

“We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’ll just bet you don’t.”

“Look, Mac, we apologized for showing up at the wrong wake—”

“You must be in the wrong funeral home.”

“Huh?”

“There isn’t going to be another wake here today. This is a small funeral home, and Canis and Sons did this as a favor for the Jackson family.”

“Uh…” one started to say, but another cut him off.

“Yeah, well, you’d just better piss off. You might be big, but there are three of us.”

“Three of you, three of us… I’d say we were pretty evenly matched.” Mopp’s voice was even colder than before. And then there was the sound of a pistol being cocked, and Josh realized what he meant by “three of us.”