Harbinger pulled his revolver, checked the rounds, spun the cylinder and reholstered.

He spun the cylinder then clicked it into the frame.

I got my attorney's .357 Magnum out of the trunk and spun the cylinder.

He drew out his gun, spun the cylinder, and dropped it back into the holster.

Glanton set the hammer at halfcock and spun the cylinder and lowered the hammer again.

He spun the cylinder of his blackened Colt, while his face grew hard and vulture-like.

He picked up the revolver, spun the cylinder.

Kominsky snatched up the gun, spun the cylinder.

So saying, he twitched his gun out of the holster, spun the cylinder, and dropped it back.

I took out my revolver, and spun the cylinder to reassure myself for the hundredth time that it was ready.

He took out his revolver, spun the cylinder and thrust it under his waistcoat, the butt ready to his hand.

But Donnegan calmly spun the cylinder of his revolver and held it toward Landis, dangling from his forefinger under the guard.

In the blue glow, Mary sat on the edge of her rumpled bed and spun the cylinder once, twice, and a third time.

Frobisher took out his revolver and spun the cylinder to satisfy himself that it was loaded, and then thrust it back into his pocket.

I'm collecting, right now. He pulled the reloaded.38 out of his waistband and spun the cylinder a few inches in front of Cody's face.

Swakhammer pulled a pair of gigantic pistols out of his holsters and spun the cylinders to make sure they were loaded.