Three Bullets
"I… I don't want to die," Lucy said softly. Neither do the two girls in the room, I wanted to tell her. But this was not the time.
"But you will die. He knows you are of no use to him if you can't get me to do something bad," I informed her. "But you will get sentenced to life or get capital punishment if the other option happens."
She choked.
"Do you really want to play in this game of his? The answer is simple." The words were enticing. And I could see it infect her mind.
"How?" she asked. "Do you want me to tip the police about the location and leave discreetly?" she asked.
I didn't trust her to do anything of the sort. We would be dead before the police could reach. At least Jade and Gene would be dead along with Bernard, who was still outside, probably with his shotgun cocked and ready to threaten and kill.