“Shut the fuck up!” Candice screamed, and with one motion she turned and shot Stokes in the head. Blood splattered everywhere. Her gun was back on Tuck within two seconds.
“That's what I came here for. Nothing else matters now,” Candice cried, leveling her gun at Tuck's head. He lifted his gun and leveled it at her head in return.
“You know your father was down with the motherfucker who killed my father in the line of fucking duty,” Tuck gritted out. “I found that out by reading over your father's fucking books. You're not the only one who craves justice.” Tuck's weak eye closed instinctively.
Shoot until the threat is eliminated. Eliminated. Eliminated.
Tuck chanted this mantra in his head.
Candice moved the pad of her finger.
Trigger. Trigger. Trigger.
She was chanting her coda inside her head.
Bang! Bang!
Candice and Tucker lay in a pool of shared blood, like a modern-day version of
Romeo and Juliet,
waiting for their last breaths to leave their bodies. Revenge had not been nearly as sweet and satisfying as they had imagined it to be.
The darkness that engulfed them was cold and unwelcoming. The aftertaste of regret in one's mouth was always bitter.
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