He and Cooper then left the rooming house together.“I don’t remember the last time I was so stuffed,” Locke said.“Good thing we’re leaving tomorrow,” Cooper said. “A man could get fat staying there.”“Coop, I’ve got to say, I’m still stunned by the change in you,” Locke said.“I tol’ you,” the older man answered, “I don’t drink while I’m workin’. Far as I’m concerned, this is the first day of the job.”“Well, I’m glad to hear it,” Locke said. “I feel much better about this job now.”“Wait until you see me shoot,” Cooper said. “You’ll be feelin’ even better.”They found an area out behind the hotel where they’d be able to do some target shooting without anyone being hit by a stray bullet. Others obviously had used the area for the same purpose, as there were broken bottles of varying sizes around, as well as previously perforated cans.“I’ll set some up,” Locke said. He collected the largest chunks of bottles he could find and set them up on some rocks—five in all.
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