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But instead Lou’s body toppled off the ramp behind me, backwards into space.
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Iknew it was hopeless. I knew that if I threw away the gun, Lou would just shoot me first, then Fiona. Or vice versa.
Unless…
I thought back to the first time I’d seen her. She’d been a waitress in a diner, and she’d effortlessly slipped out of a sleazy trucker’s grip.
Two nights later, she’d kicked an idiot’s ass at the Seven Veils.
She was right there next to Lou; she was the only one who had a chance of getting him.
“Take the gun away from her head first, and I’ll drop my gun,” I called out.
Lou narrowed his eyes. I could see the calculations running in his head – what was I trying to pull? Was I going to try some sort of gunslinger shit on him?
Apparently he thought he could fuck me over before I could fuck him over, though, because he angled the gun barrel away from Fiona’s head – just far enough that if he pulled the trigger, the bullet wouldn’t go into her skull.
I kept my word, and aimed at a spot slightly to the right of Lou’s head.
He edged the gun farther and farther from Fiona, little by little – and I did the same, holding the gun farther and farther out to the side.
Fiona was looking at Lou’s gun out of the corner of her eye, trying to make sure she was safe.
If you’re going to do something, Fiona, do it now.
She didn’t disappoint.
She squirmed out of his grip and dropped into a squat. I think she hit him in the crotch, too, on the way down.
It threw Lou off balance. He was thinking about her now, not me, and he jerked the gun down towards her –
But my gun was already back in place.
Fiona was crouched down low, exposing Lou’s entire body above the waist.
I pulled the trigger –
BLAM!
– and Lou went toppling over the side of the ramp.
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He hit the ground hard, flat on his back.
I ran towards him as fast as I could.
As I came up on him, I saw his eyes were open and scanning around him. He was definitely conscious.
And he was still holding his gun. His arm was flung out at his side, with the .357 clutched weakly in his hand.
I thought about putting a bullet in his head while he lay there defenseless –
But I couldn’t.
