Gary squinted and shrugged, then turned his attention back to the chessboard. "Hoot's bigger." "That don't mean nothing," Randy scoffed. "You're bigger." "Yeah, and I let you." Randy frowned. "You do not." "If you say so." Randy continued to frown. "You don't, and, anyway, that's not the point." "No, it's not." Gary moved his knight. "Point is, Sanderson won't be walking right tomorrow courtesy of Hoot, and I've got your queen in three." Randy looked down at the board and swore.
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