"I WANT YOU"

Over twenty laser sights flashed on him.

Carlos cussed, grabbed Karen up and pointed his gun to her head. “Hello officers. Shoot me and she dies.”

On the floor, half battered, Jay demanded the police to halt.

“Carlos Fowler. You are increasing your crimes by doing this. Surrender now,” the police leader announced.

Carlos laughed. “Surrender indeed. I will be dead anyway. But I won't be dying alone. It would please me to take with me, Jay Adams' little lover. I will need someone to keep me company on my way to hell.”

He cocked his gun.

Jay grunted and began to force himself up. “If you hurt her, I will kill you!”

Carlos chuckled scornfully. “A dying man has no fear. With all these guns pointed at me, you think I am scared of the word of a half battered man?”

He started to drag Karen towards the back of the building.

He was still speaking when he suddenly let out a yelp.

Karen had kicked him in the midst of the chaos. She broke free, shoved him and his gun fell off.

Seeing that