“Allow them to go—”

“They know an excessive amount of. You recognize the foundations.” Mercer’s lips twitch. “You’ve executed it earlier than, in any case.”

Concern plagues Fox’s eyes. “Mercer…”

“Let’s take them inside,” Mercer says. “I don’t really feel like dragging our bodies round right this moment.”

“Fox—” I whimper as Smith grabs my arm and pulls me again up once more.

“I’ve at hand it to you, Fox,” Mercer says. “They do look awfully alike. I’m excited now. I get to make you watch her die twice.”

Fox closes his eyes and walks beside me towards the home along with his arms behind his head.

“I’m sorry, Fox,” I whisper.

“This isn’t your fault, Dani.”

We stroll up the porch stairs. Smith holds the door open for us. The opposite masked man nudges us ahead along with his gun.

I look over my shoulder. Darla’s behind me together with her head down. Tears of panic stream down her face. Cora additionally weeps quietly whereas my father seethes with anger.

Everybody on this planet I care about is correct right here, following me to our deaths.

“In your knees,” Smith says.

We line up in the lounge and Mercer gestures us all the way down to the ground.

“Which one will it’s first, Fox?” he asks, licking his lips. He factors the gun at me. “The true one? Or the plastic one?” He shifts the barrel towards Darla, however she’s in an excessive amount of shock to react to his insult.

Fox doesn’t reply. His eyes shift behind Mercer and the others, following the silent motion coming from the kitchen.

Mrs. Clark sneaks in, her ft shifting ever-so-lightly on the carpet beneath her.

She raises her shotgun and factors it at Smith.

“Me,” Fox says. “Me first.”

“High quality.” Mercer factors his gun and lays it towards Fox’s head.

Mrs. Clark pulls the set off and a sprig of bullets drop Smith to the ground in a blood-red heap.

Mercer flinches in shock. Fox takes the chance and snatches Mercer’s wrist, twisting his arm far sufficient to make him drop the gun. Mercer’s finger slides throughout the set off, firing a bullet proper previous Fox’s ear earlier than it slips from his hand and clatters to the ground.

My father lets out a roar and rushes ahead to slam towards the masked man earlier than he can spin again round. They tumble to the ground, however he can’t do a lot along with his arms tied behind his again.

“Dad!” I scream.

I seize Mercer’s gun off the ground and level it throughout the room. My nerves lock with my finger on the set off, however I don’t dare pull it with my father so near the goal.

Mercer lashes out and punches Fox, knocking him towards me. I really feel Fox’s skilled grip on me as he pushes me away from Mercer. He punches once more and lands his knuckles towards Fox’s jawline.

Mrs. Clark pumps her shotgun and factors it on the man on the ground. “Don’t transfer,” she warns him.

He tries to yank the shotgun from her, however Sammy leaps into the room and clamps his enamel across the man’s neck.

I flip away earlier than his screams pierce my ears.

Fox and Mercer commerce blows, each so evenly matched I can’t inform who’s successful. They spin and punch and dodge and kick. I can’t preserve my gun on Mercer lengthy sufficient to fireside a clear shot.

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