Raylan fixed Tim with a hard look, hands on his hips and lips set into a firm line. But then he dropped his head, the brim of his hat blocking his face as he took a slow, forced breath. He shouldn't be this concerned. What Tim did or didn't do was his own issue, not Raylan's. So why the hell did he even care?

He lifted his head, just enough to peek out from under his hat. "The sooner you tell me, the sooner we get this over with." He had no intention of budging, and that was all too evident in his tone.