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There were a few broken down planes and vehicles
littering the strip, and a large hangar with a newish car parked inside of it.
    “Frankie must be in the hangar.
He’s a real nerd for planes,” Jack said, driving their dilapidated Beetle
towards it.
    “Frank’s a great guy Margot,
you’re going to be in good hands. You know I wouldn’t let you go if I didn’t
know you were going to be okay, right?”
    “Yeah I know. I doubt I’ll like
Frankie as much as I like you though,” she said, smiling.
    “I hope not,” Jack said, laughing
softly as he parked the car beside the hangar. Margot thought she saw him
blushing a little. She got out of the car and walked over to Jack.
    “Before we meet Frank…,” Margot
said and reached her hands to his face. Jack leant down and kissed her slowly
and warmly, then hugged her close to him for what felt like a very long, very
short time.
    They began to walk towards the
strange car, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness Jack saw the familiar
shape of Detective Mueller. He was pointing a gun at Frank, who he’d gagged and
bound down on his knees.
    “Jesus,” Jack said and pushed
Margot back out from the hangar as Mueller fired off a missed shot at them,
pulling his gun.
    “Stay over there,” Jack said to
Margot, who was hiding behind the side of the building. Jack peeked around the
corner into the hangar and Mueller fired off another round at him.
    “Mueller, what are you doing
here,” Jack shouted?
    “Nice to see you too, partner,”
Mueller said. “You know what I’m doing here. I can’t let you and the broad
leave Malone, you know that. The Fed’s alive for now. I’ll let him live if you
give me the girl and surrender.”
    “I can’t do that Mueller,” Jack
said, peeking into the hangar again.
    Mueller fired at him but missed,
and as he aimed at Jack again, Jack pointed his gun at Mueller’s shoulder and
fired.
    “Shit!” He heard Mueller yelp as
the bullet lodged into him. He staggered back and put his hand up to his wound.
His hand was covered in blood as he pulled it away. Jack steadied his aim at
Mueller’s head.
    “I could shoot you again Mueller,
but I think I’d rather arrest you,” Jack said. “It doesn’t have to get any
worse. You’re injured, you’re bleeding, and I have my gun aimed right at you.
Just drop your gun, and we can both walk out of here.”
    Mueller was bleeding but a heavy
flow of adrenaline was masking the pain. He would still be able to aim. He
would rather die than give Malone the satisfaction of arresting him. It was
time to gamble.
    “You know Jack that makes a lot of
sense. I think maybe you’re right. It looks like you win super-cop.”
    Mueller began to raise his hands
slowly.
    “Drop the gun Mueller,” Jack said,
focusing his aim on Mueller’s chest.
    “Alright Jack, take it easy,”
Mueller said, smiling. “I’m putting down the gun.” He continued raising his
arms but didn’t let go of the gun. He suddenly snapped his aim onto Malone to
fire a quick shot, but Malone fired first and hit Mueller in the chest. Mueller
fell to the ground. It was hard for him to breath. Jack had hit him in the
lung. Blood sputtered from Mueller’s lips as he gasped for air. Jack walked
over to him swiftly, kicking the gun away from Mueller’s hand and looking down
just as his body stopped struggling for air and the light left his eyes. Jack
leaned down to check his pulse and found nothing.
    He walked over to Frank and untied
his hands, then went out to Margot and offered her his hand, pulling her up
from the ground.
    “Is he dead,” Margot asked?
    “Yeah,” Jack said grimly. “He’s
dead.” He never liked Mueller, but he didn’t savor killing him.
    “Holy shit Jack, I’m sorry I
couldn’t warn you faster.” Frank came out of the hangar towards them. “I parked
the car and got out, next thing I know that fucker hits me over the head with
his gun and everything just fades to black. I never saw him