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Scott shoved past Criss, knocking her into the wall.

She righted herself then chased after him. She caught up with him at the bottom of the stairs. She threw one of her heels as hard as she could. It hit him in the back of the head. He stopped and touched his head as he faced her.

“Bitch…” he started.

Unfortunately for him, he hadn’t realized how close she was. When he turned to her, she smacked him in the face with her other heel, only to pull it away and smack him in the face again.

He shoved her away from him. Her back hit the wall. He went to raise his gun. She pushed away from the wall and hit his wrist with her heel, causing him to drop his weapon. Rage contorted his face into an ugly grimace.

“Stupid bitch.” He lunged for her, knocking her to the floor. “You can’t keep my kid away from me.” His big hands wrapped around her throat.

Unable to talk, barely able to breathe, she clawed at his hands, praying her niece had followed her directions. This was not a drill. This was the real deal. Gasping for air, Criss dug her nails into his hands. He still didn’t release her.

“Let my daughter go.”

Granny no,Criss thought as soon as she heard her grandmother’s voice. Suddenly his hands were no longer gripping her neck. Clutching her throat, she scooted away from him. She inched toward the gun lying on the floor.

“Old bitch,” Scott shouted, as granny smacked him again with her cane. Scott raised his fist. Criss raised the gun.

“Hit her and you’ll never hit anyone else.”

He froze, fist still raised and looked to her. “You’re not going to shoot me.”

“You know I will, Scott.”

He lowered his hand. Her grandmother moved to stand next to Criss.

“Get out of my house, Scott.”

“I want my daughter.”

Criss shook her head. “No, you don’t.”

“She’s mine.”

“You don’t want her. Hell, you don’t even love her.”

“That’s a lie…”

“If you loved her, you wouldn’t have tried to sell her to your friends.”

“I never…”

“You told her to be extra nice to your friends and they would give her money. Thank God, all of you passed out before anyone could put their nasty hands on her. And thank God she remembered my number and called me before any of you woke up.”

“Extra nice doesn’t mean…”

“She pointed out where you told her they would touch her at, you sick fuck!” Criss’ voice shook as she yelled.

“There’s a special place in hell for people like you,” her granny said.

Scott rubbed his hand over his face. “I’m not like that no more. I’m clean. I’ve even moved back in with my parents. My mom is going to let me and Ashley move in with her.”

“You and your mother can kiss my ass. Shy stays here. Now get out of my house.”

“Listen here you…”

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