2. “It’s nearly time, hm?” _ “You want this job done, Jim?” Moran murmured. _ “That’s why I hired you, Sebby,” replied Jim Moriarty as he freed the other two buttons. “You’ve said you can work under adverse conditions.” Clever fingers had Moran’s belt unfastened in another couple of seconds. “Consider this a spot-check.” _ Moran smirked as he sighted afresh and shifted his stance. Those slender fingers parted his zip and slipped into his pants as the target moved slowly toward the optimum spot.