A single gunshot echoed among the walls, sounding like hundreds, just as Sterling suddenly jerked back, bringing me with him. "What the--?" He was cut off as he stumbled back into the wall underneath the window.
The window.
I struggled out of Sterling's arms as he fell, and turned to the window, where I was greeted by a grinning face. "Jeffry," I gasped in relief.
"We thought you'd need some help," He chirped, and I noticed the crowbar in his hands, which had probably been used to yank Sterling's head back. I didn't want to know where he'd gotten it. "And I guess we were right."
"You were!" I exclaimed, a smile blooming on my lips. Then the smile hardened and fell away, as I noticed Sterling on the floor, scrabbling to get back up. "Stay down." I threatened, and kicked him in the crot
