"Camille! Help Mommy push this lady off!"
"Mary!!"
"Sir!"
The officers shouted in alarm.
Clement ripped the gun straight from a policeman's hands.
Aimed it right at me.
Bang.
The bullet tore through my chest in a bloom of red.
I swayed.
I let go of the hand clamped around Mildred's throat.
Before I fell, I turned back and smiled at Clement.
Then I dropped straight down.
Clement stood frozen where he was.
In front of the livestream cameras.
The little boy pulled off his cap.
It was a boy.
"Congratulations, mister. Now you've killed your wife with your own hands, too."
The police frowned at Clement.
"What is this child talking about?"
