A Time to Kill
Doyle was about to be slaughtered. Though
there was nothing fair about it, it was simply the risk you ran if you
fought a Sisco. The hill people were silent, and the locals watched
without taking a step forward.
Then the two
Siscos dragged Doyle to his feet, and with all the patience of an
executioner, Jerry kicked him in the groin. Doyle screamed and dropped
to the ground. The Siscos were delirious with laughter.
The Siscos were in the process of picking him up again when Mr. Hank
Spruill, he of the tree-trunk neck, stepped out from the crowd and hit
Jerry hard, causing him to fall. Quick as a cat, Billy Sisco threw a
left jab that popped Hank in the jaw, but a curious thing happened.
The jab didn't phase Hank Spruill. He turned around and grabbed Billy
by his hair and without any apparent effort spun him around and flung
him into the grouping of Siscos in the crowd. From the strewn pack
came a new Sisco, Bobby, aged no more than sixteen, but just as mean
as his brothers.
Three Siscos against Hank
As Jerry was getting to his feet,
Hank, with unbelievable speed, kicked him in the ribs so hard that we
heard them cracking. Then Hank turned and slapped Bobby with the back
of his hand, knocking him down, and kicked him in the teeth. By this
time Billy was making another lunge, and Hank, like a circus
strongman, lifted the much skinnier boy into the air and flipped him
into the site of the Co-op, where he crashed loudly, rattling the
boards and windows, before falling to the pavement on his head. I
couldn't have tossed a baseball any easier.
When Billy hit the ground, Hank took him by the throat and dragged him
back into the center of the arena, where Bobby was on all fours,
struggling to get to his feet. Jerry was crumpled to one side,
clutching his ribs and whimpering.
kicked Bobby between the legs. When the boy yelped, Hank let out a
He then clutched Billy by
the throat and began lashing his face with the back of his right hand.
Blood was spurting everywhere; it covered Billy's face and was pouring
down his chest.
released Billy and turned to the rest of the Siscos.
"Anybody want some more!" he shouted. "Come on! Get you
The other Siscos cowered behind
one another while their three hereos floundered in the dirt.
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