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Just back up over there next to the brat.”
    He stopped. “What?”
    “I said, back up over there next to the girl and don’t you try anything either or I’ll blow your balls off,” Rose said, her voice eerily calm.
    I didn’t know much about guns, but I figured that the black steel pistol bouncing around haphazardly at the end of her fingertips could get the job done, so I listened to her.
    Sheriff Maddox, on the other hand, wanted an explanation.
    “What in God’s name, Rose? Give me the gun!”
    “No, Wade. My plans have changed.”
    “Rose,” he pleaded. “After all that I did for you? What about us?”
    Rose let out a little evil laugh, the gun bouncing in her hand. “Us? Oh, Wade, you’re so stupid. I just needed you to do the dirty work.”
    I watched in horror as her finger inched toward the trigger. “So you seduced him and convinced him to murder my father and now you’re going to kill him, too?” I blurted out. Time, I just needed a little more time. “All just for money?”
    She smiled wickedly. “Well you know what they say? Money is the root of all evil.” She punctuated her cleverness with another wicked little laugh. “Besides, I’ve earned every penny I’m going to get from that insurance money—all those years of putting up with you and your boring father.”
    “Oh, that’s right; you missed out on an acting career.” I just couldn’t help myself.
    Rose’s eyes glazed over. She seemed to drift away for a second. “Yeah, that’s right. I had it all—beauty, talent…. Your father saw that in me. He promised to take me to California first chance he got. But it never happened. Instead, I wasted away in this podunk town.”
    Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the Sheriff inching forward. I needed to buy more time. “So, now you’re going to shoot both of us? How are you going to get away with it? There’s a whole crowd of people out there.”
    “The way I’m looking at it, this little scenario is perfect. Wade was back here…um…comforting me in my sorrow and you happened upon us. You were so outraged, you took his gun and shot him. Then, in a moment of despair, you turned the gun on yourself. All I’ll have to do is put the gun in your hand. It’ll be easy. I’ve seen that type of thing done dozens of times in the movies. Let’s see, I can’t remember, are you right handed or left?”
    I stared in disbelief. Rose was just idiotic enough to believe she would get by with such a hair-brained scheme. The only problem was, I’d never know if she pulled it off or not…I’d be dead.
    An inconspicuous glance sideways told me that Sheriff Maddox was about ready to make his move. Rose must have been too busy contemplating my dexterity to notice because in one bold move, he was able to jump and knock her to the ground. In a frenzied struggle, the gun discharged. The loud crack sent me scurrying for the door. I had just reached for the knob when there was another shot.
    Then, the door burst open. “Oh my God!” Marge shrieked, covering her face with both hands. Agnes, who was following on her heels, reacted similarly. Right behind them were Cliff and Jake, Pinky Jones, Father O’Neil, Harvey the banker, and a dozen others, all reacting in horror to the scene before them.
    I mustered the courage to turn back and look. Rose was face up, shot in the chest; and Sheriff Maddox, in all his hairy glory, was next to her, gun still at his temple.
    I should have reacted with the same horror-struck emotion as the others. The scene before me was gruesome—both bodies lying in a mixture of blood and red velvet cake. Instead, I had to work hard to suppress the smile that was tugging at the corners of my lips. Not only was I a million dollars richer, but Rose had finally got what she always wanted. She was the star in her own tragic drama and the people of this town would be talking about her performance for years to come.