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He ducked down as the shot came through not the door, but the wall. It must have hit a nail in the stud under the drywall, because it careened into the hall at a weird angle, nearly hitting Decker in the face.
He stayed low, breathing heavily and wondering where the hell the cops were.
“I can’t leave you like this. I’m afraid you’re going to hurt yourself.”
“Fuckin’ A, Sherlock. I’m going to do more than hurt myself, you idiot!”
“Rachel Katz wouldn’t want that, Mitzi. She was the one who helped you to turn your life around. And now she’s fighting for her life.”
Silence.
A few moments passed.
“What do you know about anything?”
“I know a lot, Mitzi. I’d like to know more.”
“You came here and…and accused me of framing my own father.”
“So tell me that you didn’t. Tell me that you’re innocent.”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I did.”
“Try me.”
In a more subdued tone she said, “Look, it’s…it’s complicated.”
“Believe me, I know that. But why do I think that Rachel Katz was blindsided by what happened? And you didn’t really know what was going to happen either, Mitzi, did you? I think you were both used. I think you both thought you had no way out.”
“I…I don’t want to talk about it.”
“At this point, you’re going to have to.”
“Screw you, Decker!”
He flattened himself to the hallway floor right as the bullet blasted through the door. The next instant he was up and had smashed into the door, breaking it open.
An astonished Mitzi gaped at him as he charged toward the bed. She aimed her pistol at him and fired.
Click. Click.
Decker wrenched the gun out of her hand and pocketed it. He looked down at her. “P238 Micro Compact has a seven-round standard mag.” He looked at the bullet-pocked door and wall. “And you just fired your last bullet.”
He turned back to her, as she covered herself with a sheet. “Get out!” she screamed.
“I can’t do that. The police are on their way.”
She looked confused. “Why?”
“Well, for starters you tried to kill me and your husband.”
“No I didn’t. I was just trying to make you leave me alone.”
“Not sure the court will see it that way. You fire a gun at someone, deadly intent is pretty much implied.”
Her lips trembled. “Do you mean I could go to jail? But I’m innocent.”
“Like your father? Hewasinnocent. And he still went to jail. Then someone put a bullet in his head. They didn’t even let him die peacefully.”
