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and his guard was down. As he turned his back and walked away from me, I quickly and quietly inched toward him. Then, call it his instinct, a premonition or whatever, but he suddenly turned around and saw me standing inches away!
    “Wha…Hey, what the―”
     Before he could say another word I lunged for his weapon, planting a haymaker on the side of his jaw knocking him to the floor; as he grabbed for his weapon, I hit him again, grabbed him and forced his hand away from the holster.
    Now believe me I’m not a prizefighter, but in this case it was all about who was going to get his way and I was resolute that it was going to be me. I grabbed his weapon before he came to his senses.
     
     
     
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    W asn’t bloody sure as to how the weapon worked, but I nevertheless pointed it straight at him. “Don’t move Anders!”
    He stood raising his hands up. “Who are you and how the hell do you know my name ?”
    “Never mind, I know what you’re trying to do but it won’t work!”
    “Wait just a minute …careful with that pistol now, are you sure you know how that thing works? You seem a little unsure of yourself and you certainly don’t appear the type that wants to hurt anyone, just give me back my weapon; I’m not going to hurt you; you’re just a little mixed up.”
    “It’s you who’s mixed up.”
    He took a step closer. “Look, I don’t know who you’ve been talking to but I’m just trying to help the people here on this island!”
    “Ha! Right and I’m just getting in your way am I? How are you possibly helping the people here?”
     “To escape from certain leaders that have hijacked a normal way of life, dictating the way they have to live!”
    “This island looks pretty peaceable to me and the people here look very satisfied.”
    “Oh I’m sure they do, knowing they can do nothing to change it; they’re stranded here and they’ve been trying to make the best of it. I’m just attempting, that is we are attempting to change all that. Now come on be reasonable and hand over the weapon.”
    He began boldly walking toward me as if daring me to shoot. He knew I could feel the pressure he was exerting but I knew I had to call his bluff. Pointing the weapon at his left side, I pulled the trigger; flame shot out of the barrel kicking the weapon back. He fell down and cried out holding his arm as blood trickled down his forearm.
    “Don’t make me do that again Anders! Stay down. I just winged you, you got lucky.” 
    I jumped for the chair as he struggled to get up, but it was too late for him to stop me; I no sooner sat down in it when everything quickly began to dissolve and I knew I was vanishing in front of him on my way to London.
    When I had arrived and returned to consciousness, I recognized it was indeed Catherine’s music school. I had appeared in one of the rooms but the other tracker that the Paxton girl had previously taken was no where to be seen. The tracker’s, I thought, must not necessarily find the exact same spot as the chair, only the same location. That meant Paxton could be anywhere in the building and I knew she was armed. I looked closely at my weapon again just to be sure it was ready.  The bullets must be in the handle I reasoned, but I wasn’t sure how many I had left. I found a small button on the handle and pressed it; low and behold it released a small metal holder out the bottom of the handle holding six rounds. I shoved it back in and it clicked in place; pretty ingenious I thought.
    Catherine and Ara could both be around here anywhere as well. Unless I was too late, I had to find them before Paxton did. Pointing my weapon ahead, I stealthily walked down the hallway and slowly looked in the next room―nothing. I kept moving in the same direction, carefully descending the stairway to the floor below. There were a few late students walking down the hall on the floor below and heading for the stairs, I waited till they passed by. Walking to