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She wanted to kill him. The urge was overwhelming, to put a bullet in his head. He had killed her best friend, her one-time lover. A good man who had sacrificed himself to give her peace and justice.
She itched to kill him. Her hand twitched.
“Let me go,” he said. “Let me go and I will hand you BioRise and James Seidel on a silver platter. There is so much more you don’t know.”
He’d nearly killed her and Grant. She would get away with it. Kill him, end it.
She wanted to. God, she wanted to.
He killed Tommy. He sat in a tree and waited and killed him.
But she couldn’t pull the trigger. She would never be able to live with herself if she killed a man in cold blood—no matter how much he deserved it.
“You go for your gun, I will kill you,” she said.
He knew she was stuck on the stairs. They were at a standoff, but she had the upper hand.
She knew it; he knew it.
She just had to wait him out.
She had never been so relieved as when she heard sirens a minute later.
Behind her, where the stairs curved, she heard something else. She didn’t want to take her eyes off Lee, but she had to assess the potential threat.
She turned her head slightly and saw Grant out of the corner of her eye.
“Go back!” she ordered.
Grant wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at Nelson Lee.
He had the 9mm she’d given him aimed at the killer. Rage and pain twisted his face.
“You killed Maddie.”
Without thinking, she pushed Grant’s arm up as he pressed the trigger and the bullet went high.
“Stop!” she cried. “You don’t—”
“Yes I do!”
He tried to aim again, and she elbowed him in the gut, disarmed him of the weapon.
But in the split second she was forced to turn away from Nelson Lee, he had pulled his second gun from his holster and aimed it at Grant.
She saw him raise the gun, blood still pouring out of his wounds onto the carpet. His face drawn, white, determined.
Grant standing there, screaming at her, screaming at Nelson, but she didn’t hear his words.
Nelson’s hand was shaking as he pressed the trigger at the same time she fired her .45 three times at his head.
Nelson’s bullet missed Grant, but grazed her arm. She bit back a cry as a burning sensation coursed through her body. She’d never been shot in the line of duty, and now this.
But Nelson Lee was down. And he was never getting up.
THURSDAY
JUNE 1
