She’d seen it all and doubted she’d ever forget the image of John Scott’s skull exploding, showering his twisted, demented mind all over the glass doors. At first she thought Dean had pulled the trigger and she wouldn’t have blamed him if he had, but that little handgun could never do the amount of damage that had occurred. It looked more like a sniper’s bullet and sounded like it’d been fired from a long distance away. She slowly walked behind John Scott’s body, careful not to slip in the gooey brain matter and stared out into the distance where she thought the bullet had come from. She should’ve been afraid for her life. After all, a sniper had just sent a bullet into this exact location, but she wasn’t scared. She was angry. Angry that someone had used her and used Sabrina’s safety to silence this man. Summer knew that the shooter would be running for cover, evacuating the area as fast as he could, or if he had balls of steel he might be sitting there watching her through the scope of the gun, waiting for the order to take her down.
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