Fear overpowered and I shivered like a feather in strong wind. Tears simmered my eyes and lips quivered. I failed to notice that my grip was loose enough to set Jack free. I failed to notice that he was standing tall and ready to hit a blow on me and I even failed to notice my dad, sprung on him; hitting repeatedly.
The loud groaning sound pulled my attention and I slummed on my knees to see Jack barely breathing. He was bleeding from everywhere. There was no place on his face that was left untouched or painted with blood. Dad was still hitting him with his gun while sheriffs were trying to get him off.
Jack was still smiling and laughing lowly with that insane look on his face. His eyes directed to me as he managed to say in shallow breaths.
“Like father, like daughter! You still lost,
