Matt and Williamson were covering the door from the outside. They were able to hear the whole conversation from George’s listening device in his belt buckle. Matt couldn’t believe it when the gunshot went off. He signaled for Williamson to move in.
Matt heard one of his men in the rafters yell, “Sheriff’s department nobody move!”
Williamson cracked the door open. “They’re heading for the door.” Williamson kicked it the rest of the way open. “Sheriff’s department! Stay where you are!”
Matt rushed behind Williamson to back him up. He aimed his shotgun at the Joneses. Williamson had a glock.
The Joneses had their guns drawn, but they weren’t pointing them at Matt or Williamson.
“You got no moves, Jones! Put the weapon down!” Matt ordered.
D.J. slowly put his pistol on the ground, but Dex still had his.
“Don’t do anything stupid, kid,” Williamson said seriously.
Matt glanced around. George was nowhere to be seen. Goldman had turned over a st
