LOYAL SNAKES

Suddenly, Jay heard a noise behind her. She turned swiftly, drawing her weapon and pressed the trigger, hitting her target. 

In the bedroom, the gunshot distracted Chilton giving Donavan the upper hand. He was able to grab his gun from under the pillow, shooting Chilton at close range in the forehead. The sound of the gunshot from the bedroom made Steven hurry down. But just before he made it to the door, Donavan came out the room and shot him in the throat. He swiftly turned to Jay and shot the gun out of her hand.

He aimed for another shot but was interrupted by coughing. Donavan looked down the hall toward his daughter’s bedroom. The sight of his five-year-old daughter laying in the doorway of her bedroom in a pool of blood devastated him. 

“Donese!” yelled Donavan as he hurried over to his daughter.  

Jay took the opportunity to get away. She hurried down the back stairs, out the back door of the mansion, and down the street. She ran past Chilton’s car not bothering to stop because the keys were in his pocket. Jay ran nonstop for several blocks in the darkness until she reached a gas station. 

She hurried inside and purchased a pack of washcloths, peroxide, a bandage wrap, and a half pint of Vodka. 

“Where’s the restroom?” Jay asked, placing a fifty on the counter.