The Best Way to Lose (1983)
“Trace relaxed when he saw a couple of uniformed police cornering his three opponents. The voices and confusion were just a loud buzzing in his ears. A pair of handcuffs were locked around his wrists and he was shoved up against the bar. Grateful for the support, Trace slumped against it, his lungs laboring for air.
“All right! All right!” A voice called for order and quiet, piercing Trace’s dazed brain with a glimmer of familiarity. “I wanta know who started this.” He hadn’t the breath to answe...r, but there were plenty of witnesses to point the finger. A hand grabbed his arm to turn him around. “All right, tough guy. Aww, hell, I might have known it was you,” the voice muttered.
Trace had to turn his head way around to focus the eye that wasn’t swollen on the man. “Hey, Digger.” His mouth curved in a weary smile. “Like old times, eh?” Trace panted between the words.
“Yeah, old times.” The aging officer nodded grimly and turned to the barkeeper. “He’s good for the damages.”MoreLess
“All right! All right!” A voice called for order and quiet, piercing Trace’s dazed brain with a glimmer of familiarity. “I wanta know who started this.” He hadn’t the breath to answe...r, but there were plenty of witnesses to point the finger. A hand grabbed his arm to turn him around. “All right, tough guy. Aww, hell, I might have known it was you,” the voice muttered.
Trace had to turn his head way around to focus the eye that wasn’t swollen on the man. “Hey, Digger.” His mouth curved in a weary smile. “Like old times, eh?” Trace panted between the words.
“Yeah, old times.” The aging officer nodded grimly and turned to the barkeeper. “He’s good for the damages.”MoreLess
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