“Take his head clear off his shoulders again. Stick it on the end of my bow and leave it at the Sheriff’s doorstep.” He leaned back against the bridge, mirroring Much. He sighed because confronting Guy made him blood-soles with revenge, and really Rob wanted to feel he still had some control within his own gang. This entire ordeal with Marian showed his weaknesses, and that was a difficult thing to put on display for the guys. Instead, he needed to feel his word still meant something.