​     He's really gotten good, Trevor thought. Who in the hell has been training my brother to fight like this?

     Cole pulled a pistol from its holster. 

     Trevor kicked it out of his hand, and, as he did, he spun so that his body slammed full into Cole's.

     They hit the ice together. 

     Trevor decided to go old school. For the two of them, old, ​old school.

     Time for a good old fashioned wrestling match.

CONTINUE