When the gun was shot, Uzza was right on the first floor, drinking warm lemon water. She would have intervened if the bullet was going to hit Shawn, but it went right past him and hit the television.

“I missed that on purpose,” Samuel said, “but next time, I won’t. So, let’s make this easy for both sides.” He looked at Rebecca. “Honestly, you don’t look that great now. You are so much better looking in your old pictures. Now, you look like you’re recovering from drug addiction or some other sel