Bab 131: Chapter 131: Release My Wife – Klempner

KLEMPNER

The edge of my blade at his throat, “Drop the gun. Release my wife.”

“Fuck off. You use that knife and I’ll still pull the trigger…” He’s trying for bravado, but I felt the jolt as he realised I was there. My chest pressed to his spine, the shudder running through him transmits like a telegraph signal. “… She’ll be dead.”

“So will you. Be sure of that. Be very sure.”

“So? What have I got to lose? You’re not locking me up.”

“You think you have a better option now? That you’re going to get out of this?”

Stanton edges forward, a hand outheld, his voice urgent. “Harkness, give me the gun. You won’t live through this otherwise.”

“You’re not locking me up. I’m not going to prison.” The tone grows shrill. The shudder’s growing stronger.

The gun arm swings on Stanton, then snaps back to Mitch. “I’ll kill her first. Then you and…” The muzzle wavers between Stanton and Mitch, then swings wildly along the line of police before, once more, pressing to Mitch’s temple .