Chapter 36

Chapter 36

"So, I hear you just got out of Bastion Prison yesterday?" the greeter taunted, her voice dripping with scorn.

She scoffed, "Barely out and already snagging a fortune-guess you can't teach an old dog new tricks! Far as I'm concerned, lowlife trash like you deserves a bullet to the brain!"

The teller nodded, then threw a glance at the cop with his gun trained on Raven.

"What's the holdup?" she hollered, "She's fresh out of jail and already pulling this crap-why go soft on garbage like her? Drop her now!"

Ruth caught their words and started fighting hard.

"Let me go!" she yelled, her voice rough and fierce. "You can kill me, but you're not laying a hand on my daughter!"

She'd spent almost twenty years with the Henderson family, where nonstop jabs and pressure had ground her down.

To keep the peace, she'd learned to swallow her words and back off.

But her daughter? That was where she drew the line.

She'd made a promise to herself: anyone who came for her kid, she'd drag down with her, even if it meant dying!

She only got a couple of good struggles in before a pair of calm hands gripped her arms.

Ruth stopped cold.

voice reached

oddly comforting. "Don't

and a quick flash of contempt

think you're getting out of this?" he yelled. "Not a

teller and greeter smirked at Raven too,

to watch this arrogant

it just right. They aimed tasers

The tasers

they could hit, five sharp whistles cut through the air-silver

groans

all five cops-including the one aiming his gun from farther back-hit the floor, out

the two bank staff froze, their cocky grins turning to

greeter sucked in a rough

"H-How... how'd

Tyler ripped his gun

barrel swung up, locked on

1/2

didn't hesitate-pulled the

shot boomed through

A sharp ping came right after-the bullet bouncing

ripped out of Tyler's

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