“Seems odd for a sheriff to serve a warrant solo for a federal fugitive. Not to mention that Ford out there isn’t a squad car. Why don’t we settle up …?” Tim rolled his hand in expectation.

“Templeton. It’s Sheriff Templeton.”

“And?”

“Falcone wants you back in Vegas. This is the only warning you’ll receive.”

“He doesn’t want me back in Vegas. He wants me off this land. If you’re gonna fuck me, at least look me in the eyes while you do it.”

“I’m too old to be pulling my cock out for a wily thing like you. I’ll let the city suits dirty up your good looks.”