“Do whatever you need to do,” I said. “I just want to find out where Hannah is.”

“Well then,” he said. “After you.”

We walked down the street and then turn, heading up the walk to Roy's front door. I rang the bell and we waited. A moment later, I heard the shuffling footsteps of him approaching. Titus nudged me to move over and he draws a chrome .45 caliber pistol.

When the door opened, and we saw Roy standing there, Titus gave him a grin and raised the pistol, pushing it against my step-father's forehead. Roy's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, but then he laughed and nodded.

Pressing the gun against his head harder, Titus forces Roy back into the house. I followed them in and closed the door behind me. We walked Roy down to the living room, forcing him to his recliner. He leaned back in his chair, a big, shit eating grin on his face.

“I take it you're here for Hannah?” Roy asked brightly.

Titus stepped aside and looked over at me, though I notice that he kept his gun at the ready.

“He's all yours,” Titus said.

I stepped in front of him, looked into his smug face, and was suddenly thankful I didn't have a gun on me.

“Where is she?” I asked.

He shrugged. “She's – indisposed.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I snap.

“It means she's indisposed.”

“Stop fucking around, Roy,” I growled. “Where is Hannah?”

“All you need to know is that she's safe,” he said. “And away from you – which makes her even more safe. I'm the only one who knows where she is, so if you do anything to me, poor little Hannah is going to die all alone.”

“I can't believe you'd do that to your own daughter,” I growled.

He shrugged. “It's the price of doing business,” he said. “Besides, it's not like she actually liked me or anything.”

“Tell me where she is,” I said.

Roy screwed up his face and tried to look like he was thinking hard. “Oh, golly now, where did I put her?”

Titus stepped forward and pointed the gun at Roy's face. “Where the fuck is she, Ross?”

“Like I'd tell you,” Roy sneered.

Titus turned to me. “We're not going to get shit out of him,” he said. “Might as well just kill him.”

I shrugg

ed and looked at Roy again. “Last chance,” I said. “Tell me where Hannah is or I'll let Titus here shoot you.”

“Tell you what,” Roy said. “You and Titus here can both fuck off right out of here.”

The sound of the gun going off was like a cannon. From the corner of my eye, I saw the burst of flame shoot out of the end of the gun and then watched Roy's body jerk as the bullet punched a hole through his stomach. He looked up at me, eyes wide, his face blanching.

I turned to Titus, my eyes as wide as Roy's. “What the fuck did you do?”

“I told you I was going to shoot him,” he said. “You told me to shoot him.”

“I didn't fucking think you'd do it!”

Titus shrugged, an amused grin on his face. “Oops?” he said. “Sorry?”

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