Leading them inside, Hannah found herself and her companions facing seven or eight guns.

Wilfred, cigar in mouth, sat back in the study chair, applauding slowly.

“Miss Moore, you’re quite the fighter.

It’s a shame you don’t work for me.”

He was watching a video on his iPad of Hannah’s earlier confrontation.

“Put down your gun, and let’s talk.”

Surveying the room calmly, Hannah responded, “With all these guns pointed at me, do you think I’d just surrender mine?”

..

Library

Wilfred signaled his men to lower their weapons.

“I was sure you’d return.

The hospital is no place for the kind of discussions we need to have.

Now that you’re here, we can negotiate terms.”

chuckled when

“Relax, take a seat.

anything happen

thanks,” Hannah replied

my

want you out

Wilfred challenged,

matter whether you’re with Wallace or

offer you

your breath on

discovered he’s your father

depth could there possibly be to your

his

is affluent, and I know you’re after their

us the best

Hannah’s sneer was icy.

has no place between

suggest you

never

you to decide!” retorted

drag from his cigar, exhaling a dense cloud

whoosh, his companions raised their weapons, aiming at

allies are valuable to me, but if they aren’t with me, I remove them quickly,” he

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