"He's scared. He ain't as stupid as he makes himself out to be." Eli thought to himself with a smile. "It ain't through like of trying. I see no one has managed keep a leash on that toung of yours." Eli said before a drag of his cigarette. "Don't worry Hunter, if I was gonna kill you, I'd of done on one of the bridges. How'd you find me? I don't much see you as the mountain type and I damn sure don't see you thinking I need to my ole buddy Eli." Eli said his hand gripping the handle of his pistol. Something in his gut was making Eli nervous. Something wasn't right here. 

It was only partially true, what he said about the bridge. It was an ideal place to pick someone off, but there were much better place to pick people off. Places where they would never be found.