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Bell’seven as his body took a boot to the ribs But Massard was prepared and had executed the move with total surprise He recovered quickly and went berserk, kicking and shouting about his brother It was all Bell could do to protect hi curled up on the floor wasn’t an option Massard wasn’t going to stop until Bell was battered beyond recognition Bell launched hi a kick to the stos, but he was free of the initial onslaught

“He was my twin,” Massard screamed “And you killed him”

Bell was unable to go for his gun as Massard charged hi up both hands to ward off the next punishing round of blows

“Gly killed hiet an advantage and rooh to throw an effective punch “He eak, Massard He wasn’t like you”

“But he was still my brother”

“He surrendered to un drawn on hi, so he shot hie in the back It’s true You know your brother and you know Gly I didn’t kill him”

“Foss did it?”

Bell had hoped the revelation would take soht o

ut of the Frenchman, and for a second it looked like it would work

“No!” Massard screeched Instead, it sent hie

Bell had perhaps perpetrated a heinous act against Massard’s fareatest betrayal For either crime, Bell had to be destroyed Spittle flew frolazed with hatred, as he tried to get at Bell with fingers curled into claws

Massardand trip him and he fell The Frenchman tried to dive onto his prone fors at the last second and landed the soles of his boots against Massard’s chest

“In case you went looking for it,” Bell snarled as he had Massard defenseless for a moment, “Marc’sdid have the money I made sure she hid it”

Massard wasn’t a s, and when he uncoiled therunt of exertion, Massard was thrown across the cab His head and torso flew out the open , but his legs caught on the sill, and he flipped in the air as he fell He landed so that his head and chest hit the rail a fraction of a second before the locouillotine