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.”

when Hannah remained

“Relax, take a seat.

anything happen

Hannah replied

my

want you out

respect?” Wilfred challenged, lighting a

doesn’t really matter whether you’re with Wallace or

can offer

breath on

only discovered he’s your

depth could there possibly be to

arms opened wide, his eyes

family is affluent, and

the

Hannah’s sneer was icy.

has no place

you back

never

for you to decide!”

took a long drag from his cigar, exhaling

companions raised their weapons,

if they aren’t with me, I remove them

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