Killer Shot (Stella Knox FBI Mystery Series Book 3) by Mary Stone

Author:Mary Stone [Stone, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

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I couldn’t take my eyes off the monitor. Troy’s reaction was truly remarkable. Everything I’d hoped to see. Mesmerizing.

That he was breaking was clear. He barely talked, hardly moved. When One gave him the revolver, his hand didn’t tremble. He didn’t even wait for Brenda to say a prayer or wipe her tears. He just took the gun, lifted his arm, and…boom. A second later, he drifted back into his cell.

This time, my hypothesis that Brenda would be the next fatality was accurate.

Troy had volunteered but had been denied, which was also interesting. I hadn’t expected Brenda to volunteer so readily, though. And I surely hadn’t expected her to die so quietly.

Humans were truly unpredictable.

While my three servants dragged the body away, I studied Troy. He could have been a zombie, some sort of half-dead, half-living creature. He had pushed away all feeling, all sense of life.

In a way, he reminded me of…me.

That was where the resemblance ended, though.

I had many happy years in front of me while Troy faced only suffering, guilt, and certain death.

It was interesting that I’d devised this experiment in part to study my own emotional response. In an ironic twist, I was growing more pleased by the hour that I possessed no emotion at all.

Someone had once told me there was a reason to go on, that life was filled with things worth living for. Perhaps Troy needed to be told something similar.

I stood on the edge of Stallion Bridge. The water rushed into the darkness fifty feet below me, and I wanted to know what the drop would be like. Maybe I would feel the joy of flight during my last few seconds. That might be interesting. Would I need to take in a lungful of water and feel my capillaries flood? Would the impact knock me out instantly, so I passed out from flight to blackness without even noticing? How quickly would it take to die?

I just wanted to know.

As I teetered on the edge, the tips of my shoes extending beyond the steel girder, headlights lit up the bridge. A car slowed down and pulled up behind me. The door opened, and a man in his late twenties or early thirties stepped out. His wedding ring glinted in the bright beams.

“Hey.” He stepped over the barrier until he was almost on the edge with me, one hand wrapped around the steel girder above. “Come on, pal. I know you’re feeling bad right now, but there’s nothing you can’t get through. Not with God’s love.”

Love? How did that feel?

“I don’t feel bad,” I told him honestly. “I don’t feel anything. I want very much to feel something.”

Why didn’t he just drive on? What did he care if I jumped? Whether I existed or went extinct?

“I understand that numbness. You have to fight through it. You have so much to live for.”

I did?

“What do I have to live for?”

“Everything, man. Everything. Think of your family.”

“I don’t have a family. Just a mom.”

“Then think of…think of all the adventures ahead of you, all the amazing things you can see and experience.

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