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Shaw clutched the edge of the table with his hands and wondered how Gly intended to kill hiun with a silencer or perhaps a knife A loud report would bring Coli and the crew of the tug rushing into the cabin Gly sat with his arms crossed casually in front of him He looked relaxed, too relaxed

"I don't have to bother Mr Villon had a change of heart He's decided to turn you over to the Mounties"

Shaw had taken a wrong turn He could read the mistake on Gly's face

"Nice try, dad, but you blew it Villon can't afford to keep e"

"Just testing the water," said Shaith feigned indifference "The report is on Villon, not you" He nodded at the tabletop "Read it yourself" Gly's eyes flicked doard

Shaw threw every ounce of his strength against the table in a twisting e into the sweater just above the beltline

A sharp grunt was the only reaction Gly absorbed the momentum and scarcely recoiled It would have knocked any other reat ha and effortlessly lifted the heavy oak fixture to the ceiling

Shaas stunned The thing hed a hundred and fifty pounds

Gly slowly lowered the table, and set it aside as easily as a child laying a doll in a baby carriage and, rose to his feet Shaw picked up his chair and brought it down in a violent arc, but Gly sirabbed it in midair, wrenched it away and placed it neatly under the table

There was no anger, no savage glare in Gly's eyes as they stared unblinkingly into Shaw's only three feet away

"I have a gun," said Shaw, fighting to keep his voice controlled

"Yes, I know," replied Gly, grinning satanically "A quaint, old-fashioned twenty-five-caliber Beretta I found it stashed in a boot beside your bunk In fact, it's still there I made sure before I came in here"

Shaw realized he wasn't going to feel the ha to do the job with his bare hands

Shaw fought off a wave of ht just as well have stubbed his toe on a tree Gly spun sideways and neutralized the thrust to his groin, taking the blow on his hip Heno precaution to cover hi a side of beef

Retreating until his back lanced wildly around for a weapon, a la to sloo hundred pounds of ; except for a picture screwed into a panel, there was nothing in reach