Always Have a Plan C

This is a continuation of ‘Don’t Test Me‘

“Don’t you dare move!” Brian barked, his gun aimed at the man bent over and coughing. He fingered the trigger. “I swear, you move and I’ll put a bullet in your head.”

Adam Clarke slowly lifted his head. “You wouldn’t —”

A shot rang out.

“Brian, stand down!” Michael ordered.

“That was a warning,” Brian cautioned. “And apparently, Dad, you don’t know what I would or wouldn’t do.”

“You’re not my son,” Clarke shot back. “Your mother was a whore before I met...