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This was perfect. He had both hands on Jess, so he wasn’t holding his gun. He bent down and was just about to kiss her when I made my move.

I moved around the wall quietly.

“Hello, Skeeter,” I said softly, calmly. “I’m going to need you to take your hands off her and step away.” I had my Glock pointed right at him.

He jerked around and gave me a nasty look. “Oh, look. Eyepatch has joined the party. Did you want to die, too?” I frowned. Why was he acting like he had the upper hand?

He reached out and grabbed Jess’ arm, squeezing until she let out a yelp of pain. I stepped forward to try to help her.

That’s when it happened. I felt my leg trip some sort of almost invisible wire stretched across the opening to the room. When it did, a gun shot rang out, causing everyone to duck and cover their heads for a moment.

That’s all Skeeter needed. He grabbed his gun, pulled Jess into a headlock, and held the gun to her temple. “You’ll get to watch, you pirate freak,” he hissed out. “Drop your fucking gun.”

I dropped my gun. “Don’t hurt her. Please.”

Reynolds came up beside me. “I’m the mayor of West Bay. If you let us have Jess, I’ll make sure the police go easy on you for the charges against you.”

“Right,” Skeeter scoffed. “And as soon as you had Jess, I’d be booked and sentenced to even worse than I deserve.”

“I swear that’s not true.”

“No.” He let Jess go and pushed her towards a wall. “Stand there, pretty girl, and smile for me one more time.” He held up his gun, ready to shoot.

Jess’ smile looked more like a grimace, and her lips were shaking.

“I’ll see you in the afterlife,” he aimed the gun and shot.

Nadine came out of nowhere and went airborne, slamming her whole body into his. The surprise attack, much more than her size, is what did it. “Oof,” he uttered as he went down.

Nadine rolled over on top of him and sat on his chest. He lifted his neck. “Guess you want to die, too, girly.”

She took the heel of her hand and slammed it into his nose, pushing upwards as hard as she could.

We all heard the sickening crack of bone as his nose broke. He started screaming and threw Nadine off him.

I scrambled for my gun at the same time Nadine shot off the ground and did some kind of badass roundhouse kick to his head. “That’s for her head, you son of a bitch!”

He went down again. She attacked him more, kicking him in the ribs a few times. Then she grabbed one of the flashlights he had standing around and slammed it down on his crotch. He screamed and rolled into a ball trying to protect himself. But it didn’t work.

“Who the hell are you?” He bellowed.

Nadine already had the heavy flashlight above her head ready to strike. She got closer. “I’m her big sister, you disgusting slime worm.” Then she slammed the flashlight as hard as she could on his head.

“And that’s for knocking her unconscious.”

Then she stood up and ran to Jess, who collapsed in her arms.

She was crying, and Nadine just held her, stroking her hair and telling her everything was going to be okay.

“I’m… I’m not sure that it is,” Jess said.

We all looked at her in confusion. “He, um, shot me.”

Nadine shook her head. “No, baby. I pushed him and he missed.”

“It didn’t miss,” Jess said so softly we barely heard her. Then she toppled over in a dead faint.

“Oh. Oh God, no!” Nadine cried out and turned around. She was covered in blood. Jess’ blood.