KURT WAS ANNOYED THAT he had wasted one of his shots, and he moved his finger from the triggers to avoid doing so again. What both magnified his annoyance, and kept it in check, was the thought that the shot might push the police into storming the house; he realised he had to regain control of the situation before that could happen.
Anger flooded his system with adrenaline, giving him the strength to turn them both round and throw Stone against the wall, winding him. He then twisted the shotgun so he could bury the butt of the weapon into Stone’s stomach, doubling him up. He followed that by hitting him in the face, rocking his head back and making him let go of the gun.
The moment he had full control of the shotgun, Kurt stepped away from Stone so he could get the room to use it. As he
