The man stepped closer to her and lifted his weapon menacingly. “You need to shut up now.”
“Tell your man to put his gun away from my friend’s head or I’m going to kill him.” Jesse retorted. “Where is the child being held?” She looked to Irina. “Now. I want to know where you took her?”
“Shut up,” the man yelled at her.
Jesse reached out grabbed the gun, swerved it and fired it quickly at the other man’s head, putting blood and brain spatter up the window behind Torben’s desk. Using the end of the gun she butted the man holding it in the forehead and he fell to the floor. She ripped the gun out of his hands, pointed it at Irina and asked again, “where is the kid being held? I’ve killed one of them. I have no compunction with killing the three of you. Make a choice.”
Irina stared hard,
