Jason froze as a cold circle touched his temple. He heard his father laugh. Hudson Britwell wriggled out from under Jason, found his revolver, and stood alongside Junior.
“Let’s all just take a minute.” Junior’s voice slid ice down Jason’s spine. Jason knelt in front of Junior, completely powerless.
“The little betrayer,” Junior spat, shoving Jason forward onto all fours. “It will be my great pleasure to kill you.” Junior bent down right behind Jason, the revolver digging into Jason’s back, aimed toward his heart.
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