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THE GUNSHOT I’D HALF EXPECTED NEVER CAME. I DIDN’T KNOW WHO WAS more apt to shoot first but considering Conner’s anger and Dad’s volatility, I was surprised at the remarkable quiet downstairs. Eerily quiet. I was reminded of the silence that drew me to peek from the car. Conner’s merciless intensity as he’d stood, gun still raised, had been chilling. It was no secret he was capable of murder, but seeing it play out in living color was another story, especially when he’d done it to save us. Watching him kill another man should have horrified me for several reasons. Yet all I could summon was a warm blanket of relief. I would have been dead if it weren’t www.ajpdf.com for his ruthless pursuit of those men. Silenced permanently. My father never would have paid for what he’d done, and it would
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