Chapter 13

• This can't go on. Someone needs to stop them. My throat was parched and a little painful as I swallowed. At some point, the gun in my hand, which I never got to use, seemed heavy to me.
• There are a lot of things going on in my head, but now is not the right time to think about them. I need to stop my husband and ‘Rizzo’ from killing each other right in front of me.
• “Stop!” I shouted, echoing how loud they were. Since my heart was beating furiously, I failed to tone down my voice; it was louder than I intended. Still, I’m successful in capturing their attention.