Copyright Hayden Duvall 2011
Sulphur and spice
Jack had never tasted a gun before, but as the barrel pressed against the roof of his mouth, his tongue was surprised by the unlikely combination of black powder and paprika.
The short, ugly man who was holding the gun, grinned at his discomfort and glanced back towards the corner of the room.
"Come on Mr. V.," he said, twitching, "ain't no way no one'll hear nothing."