“So I can do this.” He points his gun at Keller. Time stands still as I watch evil overpower the look in Rolant’s eyes. Pure, unadulterated anger and disdain, oozing from every inch of his body as he smirks . . . right before pulling the trigger. I don’t have time to think, I don’t have time to question what’s going on, all I have time for is basic instinct as the trigger is pulled. I leap in front of Keller just as the most intense pain I’ve ever felt pierces my body.

