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You unlock the door, swing it open, and lift your .38 Special high enough for all to see. Jillian rushes to the door, and Lyle stands from the couch and follows. You watch the pair rush through the front door, both nearly tripping down the steps as they hurry away. Once they leave your property, you close the door and bolt it back up.

You slump in your lounge chair by the door and wonder why you ever let those two in your house. Sure, you tried to do a good deed and help two strangers in need, but your act of kindness turned into an act of betrayal. At least they didn't take anything, and you weren't hurt in the process. Lesson learned.