Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 156

"Now," I said with total authority in my voice, "remove your gun from its holster using your left hand and toss it away."

He did exactly as he was told. I looked past him to Diana, sitting tied to a chair. She smiled at me and my heart melted and ran down my chest.

"Hang on, honey. I'll have you out of there in minute," I said, smiling widely.

"I wouldn't bank on it, Randolph," said a familiar voice behind me that made my blood run ice cold. I didn't even have to look. I knew exactly who it was...