VINCE STARTED RUNNING across the front yard, intending to come to Julie’s aid, but the sight of the small caliber pistol in the woman’s hand made him stop in his tracks.
“Damn!” He slashed an angry fist through the air.
“I mean it! You won’t take Tommy away from me. Nobody will. He’s mine! And don’t think I won’t kill all three of us just to make that happen.”
The door slowly closed, and the last thing Vince saw was Julie’s face. Her eyes were big and pleading. It was a sight that ripped his heart out.
Pressing his palm against his forehead, eyes tightly shut, Vince searched inside himself for the indifference he so desperately needed to think clearly. Tucking his feelings for Julie and her safety into a box in his brain, he mentally locked it and set the key in a dark corner where he
