“You’ve got a nice collection of friends now.” Justin started walking towards us. The gun at his side as he did, his brown eyes watching me. Ben tried to stand, but he failed, causing Justin to laugh even more. We were nowhere near anyone else since he parked farther out. Justin came sixteen inches from us, lifted the gun at Ben and Ben looked up at him. “Make this easy, sugar. Come with me or your boyfriend gets…” He suddenly dropped the gun and fell sideways.

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