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life if I don’t. He’ll find some other girls to rape, and he likes them young Mr. Hunter, real young.”
    “How about you call me Adrian. ‘Mr. Hunter’ seems a bit formal, given the circumstances. I can’t recall the last time I helped a young girl commit murder. How old are you anyway?”
    “Seventeen, Adrian. And it’s not murder, its justice. It’s not the formal, legal kind of justice, its real justice. The kind you can only get for yourself. If you’re having second thoughts you can go on back.”
    Adrian laughed out loud. “Go back, no I don’t think so. I’m not having second thoughts…I just want to be sure you don’t have second thoughts after it’s too late to change anything.” He pointed ahead of them. “I see a lit window up ahead, is that his house?”
    “That’s it. That’s where that sick rat-bastard Charley lives.”
    “Do you have a plan? You said you have planned this out. What are the details?”
    “I’ve thought it over a thousand times,” she said, never looking away from the house. “Here’s my plan: I look in the windows to see if he’s alone. From all I’ve gathered, he lives alone so he most likely will be. If he has company, I wait until they leave or go to sleep. Then I knock on the door. When Charley answers, I shoot him. Six times with this pistol. It’s simple and should work. The key will be for me not to hesitate to shoot. No fancy speeches, or talking at all. No long stares. Soon as the door is clear enough to hit him I start shooting. If he doesn’t drop right there, I run. How’s that sound?”
    “I like it. You’re right, it’s simple and it should work. You’ve spotted the weak spots and accounted for them. Now it’s just a matter of actually doing it. I’ll stand back behind you a little ways. If things go bad, just drop and lay down flat to give me a clear field of fire. Knowing I’m there and ready to help should steady your nerves some and make it a bit more sure that you’ll do it right.” He paused for just a moment, then continued. “Are you sure you’re not going to say something to him first?”
    “God, would I love to. I’d love to preach to him for an hour before pulling the trigger. I dreamed of making him get on his knees and beg. But, he’s cagy. If I don’t start shooting right off when he opens that door, he’ll know something is up, slam the door and get his own gun, if he doesn’t come to the door with one in his hand already. Talking to him would be satisfying, but it’s not necessary. He already knows he’s an asshole, telling him he’s one won’t make any difference. Killing him will make a difference. I’m going to look into the windows now. Wait here.”
    Adrian waited, bemused by being ordered around by a seventeen year-old girl bent on committing murder. He watched her sneak up to the house and peek in through the windows. She was careful not to stick her head in front of any of the windows. She stood to the side of each one, looked in as far as she could from the side angle, ducked under and came up the other side and looked again. Then she swiftly came back to Adrian.
    “He’s alone. He’s sitting in front of the fire, drinking. He looks like he’s about to fall asleep. Now’s the time. Stay back and don’t interfere—please.”
    “Okay. Say, how sure are you that pistol is going to fire?”
    “You must think I’m and idiot. I’ve seen it fire, I know it works. I checked the loads, it has six live rounds in it. It’s a double action; all I have to do is aim and pull the trigger. One of the reasons I’m using it is because I’ve seen it shot and know it’ll shoot. Geez, Adrian, give me some credit.”
    Without any sign of hesitation, Racy strode to the house, mounted the steps, walked across the porch, pulled the screen door back, and rapped sharply on the door. Then she raised the pistol to chest height, and aimed it at the side of the door where Charley would be standing when he opened the