Cop-Kill

Before he let the man up, Stryker had him stripped. "OK, Crunch, " Stryker said, "where's Johnny Cool?" "How'd you know my name?" "It's gonna be on a tag tied to your toe in the morgue if you don't drop your mud fast." " I don;;t know. I ain't seen him." " I know your mouth's getting smart and I'm running out of patience...Now, Crunch, slowly,,, carefully and slowly, roll over on your back." "Hey, man wait a minute, I never-" "Roll over, Crunch. Now!" Crunch Delbridge rolled over. When he looked up, his eyes suddenly clenched shut and he took a long gasping breath. "O, nooooo-Stryker! I had nothing to do with it, man. I swear on my mother's soul." "Nothing to do with what?." " Blowing up your wife and kid>" "Crunch, if you know about it, you were in on it." Grinning like a shark, Stryker moved over beside Crunch, and held the .380 pointing at a spot between the close-set brown eyes "I'd send for a priest, Crunch, but there isn't time" Stryker pulled the trigger.