A Little Tease

I thought I'd post a piece of my lastest work in progress "Killer Joe". Let me know what you think and if you want more!

 

Clint thanked her and tucked the envelope back into his vest pocket and headed for the stairs Joshua on his heels.

“I don’t really want to catch him with his pants down. Shouldn’t we just wait?” Joshua asked. “He’s liable to kill us if we interrupt what he paid for.”

“Chances are Joe isn’t going to come down through the main saloon and I don’t want him sneaking out ...on us,” Clint said even though he himself wasn’t pleased with the prospect.
 

They reached the outside of the door and Clint un-holstered his gun and reached for the door knob.

 

“You stand watch out here.”

Joshua nodded and put his hand on his own piece.
 

Clint turned the door knob and pushed it open. He glanced first at the bed and didn’t see anyone in it.

“What the hell do you want?” he heard Joe say and he swung around in the opposite direction.
 
Clint turned to see a woman standing up in a ceramic tub. She was dripping wet, dark hair falling down her front past her breasts, a Colt piece in her hand aiming it at him.

“I’m sorry ma’am,” Clint said and looked away even though the woman herself looked unembarrassed but a woman in her trade probably wasn’t ashamed. “I’m looking for a man named Joe Hamlin. The woman downstairs said he would be in here.”
 

“And what makes you think you haven’t found him?” the woman said and he heard her release her hammer slowly and he turned her see her place her gun back on the side table and retreat to her tub.
Clint gave her a puzzling look.

“No one ever said Joe was a man. It’s a good illusion though Anderson,” the woman said and it started to sink into Clint. Killer Joe Hamlin was a woman, this woman to be exact. “Shocking isn’t it? That one of the most feared men in the area isn’t a man at all?”