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S imon hesitated for a brief second, then trained the gun on Cari.
“It’s too easy,” he said with a dry, silent heave of a laugh. “It almost isn’t sporting. But I gave you a chance. I gave you a head start.”
“Shoot me first,” Cari insisted. She took another step toward him.
He sighted through the rifle, then lowered it from his shoulder. His expression had become uncertain.
“Go ahead. Shoot me,” Cari said, standing her ground.
Simon stood his ground too. But he lowered the rifle a little more.
“Cari, are you crazy?” Eric cried. He rushed forward and tried to pull her back.
She pulled out of Eric’s grasp and stepped forward, her eyes on the rifle. “Give me the rifle, Simon,” she said softly, reaching out for it.
“I’m not Simon. I’m Edward,” he said flatly, without any emotion.
“Give me the rifle,” Cari repeated, her hand still outstretched.
Simon stared back at her blankly.
“The rifle,” she said softly but firmly.
His face furrowed in confusion. He lifted the rifle back onto his shoulder.
“The rifle,” Cari insisted.
“Cari—stop! He’s going to shoot!” Eric screamed.
“Okay, then,” Cari said, staring straight ahead. “Go ahead. Shoot me. Shoot me first.”
Simon aimed at her chest and fired twice.
Everyone screamed at once. But their screams weren’t loud enough to drown out the deadly roar of rifle fire.
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