Chapter 17

Frank still had his pistol leveled on Gary’s midsection, but the two of them were moving too fast. Frank couldn’t risk hitting Kerry by mistake. He didn’t want to kill Gary if he could help it anyway. The son-of-a-bitch needed to stand trial and go to prison where knowledge of his particular crimes would make him fair game for a whole bunch of convicts who hated rapists and child molesters even more than they hated cops. He’d be lucky to last a year, or maybe luckier not to.

Gary and Kerry wrestled for several minutes…at least it seemed that long. Frank waited, all set to intervene if it seemed she was not holding her own, but she did.