"Wait. I ca—"
I squeezed the trigger.
Hübner's black mask flashed red as the bullet tore its way into his skull. He dropped to the tunnel floor as the crowd quieted. The sound of my gun blast seemed to echo around me. A fading reminder of what I had done.
I had killed two people. Reality burst into flame around me. I exhaled all the breath out of my lungs in one long huff.
Two dead. Two. Two lives.
I collapsed to the ground. Staring at the Judge still grasped in my fingers. It looked so wrong, felt so foreign. My hands shook. My body shook. My intestines clenched.
I have had my share of tussles. A fistfight here, a drunken brawl there, a disagreement every now and again. I had killed a cougar once as it sprinted toward one of my customers' cattle, fangs bared. I had seen people die a
