Yumi was trembling with rage, gritting her teeth, not even noticing how strange my French sounded. She raised her hand to pull me and Anne apart—but Anne swung first, landing a heavy punch that sent Yumi crashing to the floor.

I raised my gun at Yumi once again. “After cheating on me, using your lover to teach your ‘arrogant boyfriend’ a lesson, leaving me tortured and broken, have you decided how you’re going to die?”