"You're not going to get away with this!" yelled Erica.
"Oh try something original." sighed Ricky. "I won't ask again nicely, where is Kendal?"
"She's not here." said Jackson.
"I can see that."
"And you are not going to get anywhere near her ever again." snapped Erica. "I heard what you tried to do."
"Ah yes, Erica. You're back. How did it feel to have a complete stranger take over your life and no one noticed? Your man there, sharing her bed without even suspecting… must have hurt."
"You bastard!" roared Jackson but he stopped his angry charge when the gun twitched in his direction.
"Language, councillor, language." scolded Ricky, "You still haven't answered my question, where is Kendal."
"You don't scare me." said Erica taking a step forward. "You can threaten all you want; I'm not going to tell you anything."
"I'm not threatening anymore." said Ricky taking a step forward himself, his gun turning back to her.
"Is that all you can do, go after women… attack them, terrorise them, is that how you get your kicks?" replied Erica loudly, trying to distract him from Bianca's room behind her where Kendal and the two children were still concealed. Hoping they had heard her and would have the sense to stay safe.
"Oh, I don't just go after women…" said Ricky coldly. "So are you going to tell me or are you going to force me into some drastic action."
"Shoot me," cried Erica holding her ground "Do your worst! You'll get nothing from me!"
"Very well." said Ricky with a smirk and pulled the trigger.
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