~ Twenty Six ~
“Close the door,” he yelled, not caring who or really sure if he was talking to the blonde or to Karen, “and you settle the hell down, already.” She twisted and kicked. Her energy seemed endless, Lockley thought, as his arms tired and his grip started to slip. He noticed the bedroom door was closed but didn’t remember hearing it. He started to look around to see where Karen was and that’s when the other shook her leg free. She sprang from the floor and Lockley was ready for it. He was done trying to be a nice guy and his big right fist, still holding the pistol, swung into the woman’s face. He felt her nose collapse against his knuckles. She no more than crumpled on the floor before she threw herself at him again. It was so fast that it never crossed his mind she’d get up after a blow
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