Tell me what you would have of me, Richard. I didn't have as good a hold on her as I should have, I was still trying to be nice to the poor bereaved crazy woman. The two men with her moved back from Richard, as if they wanted more room to maneuver if things went wrong. Oh, wait, I was that demon.
I didn't believe she was going to get so out of hand that I'd need the gun, but it was standard policy for me. Officers that wouldn't normally have any business or jurisdiction here would be driving up within minutes. I feel calmer, less afraid, less conflicted. I walked across the parking lot in the fast growing light, and fought off an urge to hunch my shoulders.
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