His hands were quick, and his aim was true. Jim "Buffalo" Granger's tongue flicked like a snake's, and yet his ego was one of a rowdy Cajun delinquent. Only a single bent hair of your eyebrow could trigger him immensely. And in case you didn't reciprocate his feelings, his snake's tongue could get you to. And if you found yourself at the end of his dead eye, he could slam a round right between your eyes before your brain could even produce the thought of touching your pistol.