"Cassandra"

"Oh hello Jonny. How are you?" Cassandra asked, turning to look at her back door. It wasn't really that far and Jonathan's hand was still in a sling so maybe she could make it? She was fast but he had longer legs. Or maybe she could knock him out...

"Don't even think about it" snarling he pushed her inside, dropped his bag beside the door then kicked it close. He was mad.

"Think about what?" Deny till you die Cass. He won't hurt you. Jon's your buddy. Except that you shot him with a bullet laced with Cyanide. Damn what were you thinking? He could have died. Nah. You...