watching too many crime tv shows and reading too many crime novels...

"Don't listen to them! You know this is what you have to do, Jess. You cannot fail the teacher,"

My fingers played with the trigger of the handgun, which I could see daintily shaking in my outstretched hand under the light of the full moon. "I know!" I shouted back at Will. "I know,"

The sea water around us was moving the dock violently. If I shot the men in front if me, no matter where it hit him he would for sure fly back into the dark waves.

I looked from my hand to Will and to the two men at the end of the dock. "P-p-please, Miss, let me go!" The one on the left stammered. I took aim and his face went pale. "I swear I don't know where your sister is, we do not have her! You have to believe me,"

"Don't listen to him!" Will warned me a second time. I nodded and glanced at him.

"Will, I know what I'm doing," I looked back to the men. I took aim at the other man, well, more of a boy, who was shivering in the wind in his t-shirt and jeans. He must've been around my age.

"You," I called to him. He stared at me. "What do you know about the disappearance of Kiely Holmes, kidnapped two days ago?"

"I don't know nothin'!" He lunged against the ropes tying he and the other man together. "Lady you ain't doin' nothin' to get her back if you're holdin' a gun up to two men who clearly don't got her,"

His words cut like ice in my heart. "Shut up!" I screamed.

"Jess, shoot him!" Will called to me.

"I. Don't. Even. Know. Her!" The younger guy shrieked again. "I know you think you've found evidence but you're wrong... And not only would shooting me be murder but I haven't done nothin'- nothin'!- to deserve it!"

"Shut! UP!" I clenched my fist and a gunshot echoed across the night. I looked up through tears at the kid, who was gripping his chest as he fell backward into the sea taking the other man, and my confession with him.