by M.L. Bushman
"Heard the shots and was going after you," Sam said.
Elliot added, "Dave decked him to keep him here."
"Decked him good, too," Jesse muttered. Hard to tell in this light, but I think he almost smiled.
Sarah nodded grimly when I looked her way.
"You told us to wait for you," Dave said, on the defensive, as if he expected flack.
Tom said, "Well, maybe he'll listen next time."