....when he came through the door they weren't expecting him.Jack pointed the revolver at the guy sitting in the chair;he was holding a gun while the other one was cutting off Maggie's blouse,so he had to die first.
"Merde",the raper on the floor screamed.
Jack saw that the man had stabbed her in the stomach at the last moment,just to deprive him the satisfaction of saving her.He knew he was going to die so he made sure she would die with him.Jack Putnam shot him twice;once in the knee and then in the abdomen.It would take him a little while before he bled to death.
Maggie was breathing heavy, splattered with blood.
She looked at him with a slight smile on her face despite what had just happened.
"I knew you'd come back,"she said in that little girl voice of hers.
A deafening boom filled the room and Jack sank to his knees,blood pumping out of his mouth.The gun fell out of his hand and he tried to keep his life from pouring out of his stomach by pressing his hands against the gaping hole.
Mounterparnasse stood in the doorway holding a revolver.
"You always were a fool,"he told Jack."You should have run."
The Frenchman walked over to pick up the bag of money on the floor, assuming that Jack was no longer a danger.
In the very last moments of his life,Jack was able to pick up his gun and the Frenchman spun around and then crashed into the little table with the vase of daffodils on top,a bullet in his chest.
The flowers spread across his fat body like a lover.
Maggie was staring at him smiling and her eyes were already somewhere else.
Jack coughed up a gob of blood saw a movement at the window.
Outside it was a lovely spring day and a pair of doves had landed on the sill,looking in.
After a moment they decided that it was too late to get any thing to eat from these people and they flew away.
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(I'm not happy with it.But,oh,well,fuck it.)
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