“Leave her alone,” Velichko ground out. “She has nothing to do with any of this. She’s innocent. Let her go.”
“That remains to be seen. But in the meantime…” Smooth as silk, he unholstered a pistol and put it to the side of my head; I involuntarily shuddered. “I hope she’ll be able to ensure your peaceful cooperation.”
I have shot and killed three men. This is what it feels like to be on the other side of that gun. So strange that those would be the thoughts going through my head at that moment. Possibly right before a bullet.
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