breathed a sigh of relief and tried to stand again. I raised the gun and turned off the safety. “What the hell are you doing?” Her eyes were wide. “Putting us out of your misery.” I aimed the gun at her. She gasped, “Jenny, ple—” and before she could speak, before she could beg for her life, I fired off three shots. Two through her chest and one through her head.
BAM!
