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Isabelle ran into a two story wooden house. Jack stopped looking at the sign that swayed above the door. He looked at it, and turned to Will and Elizabeth who came jogging up behind him.
"'Isabelle's Remedies: Open to anyone.' ….I need to get in there…But how?" he pondered, drumming his fingers on his lips, thinking intently. Elizabeth looked around.
"Who is this woman any way?" she asked, glancing at the garden. There was a variety of plants. One she easily recognized as poison oak She shivered slightly.
"She was a… entertainer to men, to put it lightlyas in Barbados, I believe. That's when, you know," Jack waved his hand. Will looked at Jack with curiosity. Well, Jack was a romancer. And it wasn't the first time he was slapped; it probably wouldn't be the last. Will sighed, and looked at Jack.
"I believe either we ram down the door, or one of us is to get harmed in some way. Preferably me," Jack said. He looked at Will and Elizabeth. They paused, both looking hesitant.
"Ram the door in," Will said, with a nod from Elizabeth. Jack nodded and signaled for them to follow. He walked up the pebble path to the front door.
"Right then, Will, stand on the other side of me, shoulder first. And on three. THREE!"
They both rammed into the door, which fell open with surprising ease.
A gunshot sounded, ringing in the silence.
Elizabeth screamed.
Will fell back.
Jack fell to the floor, his arm bleeding, kohl trimmed eyes closed in pain, his mouth open slightly in surprise.