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T he metallic click of a bullet sliding through a chamber wakes me. My eyes spring open, but the bite of cold metal against my temple forces me to hold completely still.

Until I see her, bound and gagged on the worn motel carpet.

Her eyes are wide with fear. Her body quakes as Tag kneels behind her. Her face is contorted with pain. Tears stream down her red cheeks. Her mouth gapes open in horror around the gag. Her eyes stare accusingly at me.

I explode.

I don’t think. Just act.

Too damn bad I wasn’t quick enough.

Too bad I wasn’t enough to save her.