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The light left his eyes in an instant and he fell backward, hitting the floor with a thud. “NOOOOOO!” Scott screamed in rage. Song turned to aim for Scott, but the American was already charging his position. Song did manage pantyhose to squeeze off a shot, but Scott had already lowered his head for a tackle, causing the bullet to fly over his head. Normally, Scott would have drawn his own pistol to match the North Korean, but with Myung-dae in the way, he had hesitated. Now, Song had the clear advantage with a weapon at the ready, forcing Scott to get in close and get him off-balance. Song grunted in pain as Scott slammed the full force of his body against him, pinning him against the doorframe. Before Song could get his weapon in position to execute the American, Scott had already latched his hand around Song’s wrist. Scott then began banging Song’s hand against the wall as hard as he could until the gun at last dropped from his hand. 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The next, it was on the ground between the two men. Both dived to the floor at once, but Song was a hair faster. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to get control of the weapon just yet, Song swiped it with his hand and sent it sliding across the floor and into the kitchen. He then swung at Scott’s face in an attempt to stun him before leaping to his feet turning toward the gun. Scott wasn’t fazed by this, however, and immediately lunged forward to wrap his arms around Song’s ankles. The Korean yelped in surprise as he fell face first to the floor mere feet short of the gun. By this time, the commotion had alerted Chin-sun in the bathroom. “Scott?” she called out. They were getting tired of the slave master and was actually planning on assassinating him real soon. “Yeah,” I said, feeling my throat tighten slightly, “but the spiders were the worst down there.” I also have an email that I have not opened that is titled ‘You should have paid’. 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