It would only take a few pounds of force to break the action and send the firing pin slamming into the primer. The gunpowder would ignite and shoot th... bullet at 380 meters per second into my boyfriend’s head.From the way the agent’s jaw was set, the way his brow was furrowed, I knew he was going to shoot my lover.“Nooooooo!” I screamed in pure panic as his finger pulled the trigger.A rush of energy hurtled out of me, a wave of power that burst out of a reservoir I wasn’t really aware of. This. “I don’t—I’m not ... This isn’t a proposition.”He lifted his eyebrows. “Oh? So you like to make small talk with singers about their hometowns, then? Do you do it often? What if they come from someplace in Idaho? Do you tell them you wish you could visit there, too?”Lord. Maybe Franny was right when she called her lonely. Maybe her mother was right when she said she should be married to Edward and tucked away in a townhouse somewhere. She suddenly felt incredibly ridiculous. She had absolutely. They brought her here two days ago."Upon hearing that Nika was still alive, Vincent's heart began to beat faster. He wanted to know more about her condition. But the woman moved away closer to the fire with the armful of wood. Two warriors were now approaching them.They didn't say a word and they untied Vincent's hands. They then pulled him by the rope that was still around his neck. He was thus forced to follow them as they crossed toward the centre of the village where he had seen the half. ‘Well then brother,’ said Hamon, pushing his chair back and standing up. ‘You had best be very careful, if what you think ever proves to be true. Now, shall we hunt?’ Hamon and Giles returned later that day in good spirits. They walked into the house with their arms around each other’s shoulders, laughing at some private joke. Despite the cold weather the hunt had been good and eventful and the brother’s bragged to Isabel about their hunting prowess. This new side of Giles fascinated Isabel..