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"We're coming out," I called out to our enemies, who I could hear quietly approaching our car. The men in the second car followed my lead.
I drew Vanessa behind me and led the way, my pistol ready. Tristan arrived at my side, prepared as well. We all walked around the car to face about twenty armed men.
Tristan and I, along with the three other men in the car behind us, numbered only five people. The odds were stacked heavily against us, but I continued with my plan to stall them until help arrived.
A man in front of the rest of the group pointed a pistol at me, so I pointed back, thinking he was the crew leader.
"You've still got your pistol. Isn't that foolish?" the man told me.
I couldn't make out his face no matter how hard I tried, and his voice was unfamiliar to me. "I'll drop mine if you drop yours," I said.
"Ethan Levine!" he yelled into the darkness. "I've waited a long time for this night to avenge the death of my brother, whom you murdered in cold blood," he continued.
I was worried about Vanessa, but I kept my gaze away from her at the time, fearing the look of concern on her face. Besides, I couldn't take my eyes away from the man in front of me.
"What is your name? Perhaps you have the wrong person," I said. It was a shaky attempt at a conversation, but I did my best, knowing I could die before I could save Vanessa.
"You don't remember me, do you? My name is Sean Mullen."
Sean Mullen. We are definitely dying out here tonight, I thought grimly.
