“I already told you I don’t have it” Sheryl said wondering why he wasn’t listening to her.
“We will see about that” Jack said giving Seth the go ahead signal.
Seth retrieved his gun from his coat pocket and aimed it at Sheryl. Sheryl’s heartbeat increased; he was going to kill her; this was it. She was scared; she didn’t want to die; there were so many things she hadn’t done. So many things she hadn’t said and places she hadn’t visited. It all seemed so unfair.
“Go ahead” Jack told Sheryl.
“Please…no” Sheryl pleaded; it was the only thing she felt she could do.
Seth wrapped his index finger around the trigger and squeezed it. Sheryl screamed and the shot echoed out through the night then everything went silent.
Seth dropped his gun and fell to the ground. He felt the pain invade his chest. He touched the spot where the pain was coming from and then looked at his hand, it was covered in blood. His eyes went dim; he could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness and then everything went black.
“Don’t move” Lance said as he now pointed his gun to Jack.
Jack raised his hands in the air and stood still paralyzed by fear.
“Cuff him” Lance told Larry and Larry obliged.
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