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“Stay right next to me and remember have a gun pointed at you,” the man said. “I don’t think you want someone innocent to be hurt because you did something foolish.”

As they walked side by side with Bree slightly in front, she felt the barrel of the weapon pressed into her. She calculated her chances of getting away from the gunman now that they were outside in the parking lot and fewer people were around. But she couldn’t come up with anything that didn’t end with him shooting her in the back.

When Bree was a few feet from the driver’s side of the gunman’s car, she reached to open the door.

“Drop the gun or I’ll shoot you.” David’s voice came from behind them.

The man shoved the gun barrel into her back. “Not if you don’t want me to kill her.” He swung around with Bree plastered against him with one arm across her chest to hold her in place. “I’m leaving with her.”

David lifted his arm and pointed his revolver at the gunman’s head. “You won’t survive.”

“Neither will she,” he retorted.