Not so fast…

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Ghost freezes as soon as the gun touches his grimy, greasy skull.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re goin..?” I spit out.

His rough cracked hands are on the handle of the white car.

“Slowly turn around with your hands in the air,” I say full of power.

Thank fuck the gun was still laying on the asphalt just waiting to be used.

He ever so slowly removes his hand and guides both hands just on either side of his ears. I want to look this fucker in the eye when I send a bullet through that brainless head of his.

He looks behind me at the mess that was left not long ago because of him. My own guy fucking betrayed me.

“What did you do to her X?” He asks like a little bitch.

I laugh for a second and then immediately change my tone back to serious.

“Oh, now you’re concerned about her? Now you care? You piece of shit fucking snake.” I demand.

I bring the gun to his forehead and he doesn’t move a single inch.

“Who else was in on this?” I ask hastily.

He pivots his dark, almos