Page 156 of Making a Killing

Tierney:

Get off me, you crazy bitch – I’m opening this fucking door no matter what –

Smith:

No you’re not – you arenotgoing to stand in my way – not after everything I’ve done to get here –

The struggle is violent now, Smith clawing at Tierney, pulling her away from the door.

Tierney:

You’re hurting me stop – stop –Jesus –

Smith forces her hard against the wall, catching her face against the corner of the mirror. Caught off-balance, Tierney falls, her skull slamming against the stone floor. Her face rolls to one side; she does not move again. Her eyes are open.

Smith:

Oh

Fuck

There’s banging on the door now, a voice shouting. Smith stares down at Tierney for a moment then reaches for the door and pulls it slowly open. There’s a woman on the step. She stares at Smith, then past her to where Tierney is lying on the floor.

Woman:

[her voice a small strangled gasp]

Sabrina?

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