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dead. And if he screamed well enough, it might help bring the girl out of her stupor. The fear that alone would generate would be exquisite.
    Hearing a thump and a curse, He realized his target was in range and still clueless. His lips drew back in a combination smile and snarl as he swung the ax low in a circular arc trying to take out his victim. Yelling at the top of his lungs, he figured to shock the man into freezing just long enough to incapacitate him. Then, he would be at his mercy. Such as it was.
    There was only one problem. His swing had found no target. Thrown off balance by the force of the blow, he tumbled forward. Then the ax buried itself in the wall, stopping his forward motion suddenly, throwing him more off balance but offering him a base to help him regain some of it.
     
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    Terry had heard his target’s intake of breath as the man prepared to launch his attack and been ready for it, stepping back just out of range at the last second. Still, he had been surprised not just by the speed but the savagery of the blow. Had he not read his intent and acted accordingly, Terry would be bleeding profusely from the knee or knees right now.
    Instead, Terry was staring across his nine millimeter at his opponent’s face, twisted in an inscrutable rage.
    Almost cheerfully, he said, “Hi. Just wanted to borrow your phone. I need to call the cops and have your ass thrown in jail.” Then, he smiled as evilly as he could, adding, “Unless you’d like to save everybody some trouble and try to pull that ax out of the wall so I have an excuse to blow your fuckin’ head off!”

Chapter Five
     
     
    The man’s face contorted even further.
    Terry looked at the man critically. About six feet tall, solid looking even through the coveralls. In most circles, he would have been considered good looking if not downright handsome. Beauty was great for hiding even the most vicious evil.
    The man’s eyes were another story. Thanks to Charlie, Terry could see them clearly even in the dark. They were dark blue, but they held an almost-maniacal gleam in them. A gleam that seemed to flare suddenly as he lunged for Terry.
    Almost caught off guard, Terry had to sidestep him as he grabbed his arm, pulling him off to one side and shoving him to the floor.
    He rolled to his knees nimbly and glared at Terry, trying to measure him for another attack. He was clearly not going gently.
    Terry studied the man for a second, trying to gauge how much of the depravity was from his end of this equation. Regardless of how much of it was, he was still the hands and feet of the operation. Even Charlie couldn’t make him do anything he didn’t want to do. He grimaced as he realized that part of that could be that he knew Charlie was there. In the same situation, who knew how it would play out? He trusted Charlie but even so…
    “Get up!” Terry did his best to sound as menacing as possible. He wanted to keep the guy off balance. He reached back to grasp the Taser. It was time to get down to business.
    The man looked at the gun flatly. He knew he couldn’t get to Terry fast enough not to catch a bullet, and given the sincerity of his statement about wanting to kill him, he doubted it would be a flesh wound. Still, from where he sat, he had nothing to lose. Whoever this cocksucker was, he seemed to be alone for the moment, but he didn’t think that would last. He knew he had to get out of there as soon as possible if he was going to get out at all.
    All at once, he launched himself at Terry. He surprised himself with his speed, rising and reaching for him without collecting a bullet for his trouble.
    Terry, though, was ready for him, drawing the Taser and firing in one motion. The electrodes dug into him, one in his left cheek and the other in his neck.
    As soon as they hit, the current began to flow, causing the muscles in his neck and face to contract, contorting his face even farther. Paralyzed momentarily by the jolt, he stiffened in