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I felt like a gallon of ice water had suddenly dropped into my chest and stomach. “What do you mean, you took care of it?”
“I sent somebody over to the motel. He’ll get the truth out of her, one way or another.”
10
Fiona
Iremembered Sid’s advice before I left LA:
And take yer .38. ALWAYS keep it on ya so you always got it on ya.
I cursed myself for not doing what he said, but there was still a chance.
If I could get to my gun before the stranger turned the light on –
His hand tightened around my mouth. “I’m going to let go of your mouth and push you towards the bed. You go over and sit down. You try any of your martial arts shit – yeah, I know all about that – and you’re going to wind up with a bullet through your spine. Understand? Nod yes.”
I nodded ‘yes.’
Fifteen feet.
Fifteen feet to cover between me and the gun.
Fifteen feet, and maybe I could kill him before he killed me.
“Alright. On three. One… two – ”
And then he let go of my mouth and pushed me forward with the gun.
I stumbled over to the bed, almost did a face-plant on it. Then I remember I needed to get to the other side, so I did do a face-plant and started crawling.
Goddamn squeaky springs. They squealed up a storm as I bellied across the bed like a World War I soldier in a frontline trench.
“I thought you said on three,” I said, just to buy time.
“I say a lot of things. Now sit.”
“I am,” I said as my hand reached the edge of the bed. I plunged it between the box springs and mattress, fumbling, groping in the darkness –
“No you’re not,” he said, his voice weary. “My eyes are adjusted to sitting in pitch black for the last hour. You just crawled across the fucking bed, looking for this.”
Cli-Click.
I heard the unmistakable sound of a revolver cycling.
My .38.
Oh shit.
There went my best chance.
Maybe my last one.
11
Ialmost cried.
The intruder had my gun.
