Luke made the cliffs with her, gazing at their promised land below. Ellis stealthily approached him, putting the gun barrel right up against his temple.
“You thought it was finished, but it ain’t.”
“I suppose not.”
“I want her. And I want your dead body.”
“You’ll get the first over the second.”
Daisy flung the knife out from under her belt, cutting Ellis’ hand while knocking the gun away from her lover’s head.
“Now it’s finished, pop,” she declared.
Luke pulled and fired. Ellis died.
She put one foot on the body.
“Now I know why they call ‘em stepdads.”