Howie grabbed Chastity's ankles, tripping her. "No!" she screamed.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

Chastity tried to kick him off, but was unsuccessful since her legs were still tied together.

"Leave me alone!" she begged, "I never did anything to you!"

"Chastity!" she heard a voice calling her, "Chastity is that you?"

Howie was distracted, which gave Chastity the small advantage she needed. She yanked herself up and ran toward the gun. Picking it up, she turned to find a blond girl knocked out on the floor.

"Don't come any closer," Chastity said, pointing the gun at Howie.

Howie backed away and put his hands in the air.

"Did you kill Brian?" she asked, shaking.

"You're not gonna use that," Howie said.

"Answer me, damn it! Did you kill him?"

"Why does it matter who killed him? He's dead anyway. You will be too, soon enough."

"You couldn't have done this all by yourself. How...?"

"That's for me to know," he started walking toward her, "And you to find out."

"Don't come any closer," she warned, but he continued, picking up his pace. He was about two feet away when Chastity saw something concealed under his jacket... a gun.

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