Murder Case.

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Lydia had to think fast. Run. She looked at the opposite side of where Mr Barlow stood with his gun pointed at her. No, it was too much of a risk. What now? She could scream, Red would hear her and immediately call for help, but it'd take time and she'd already be dead. And just as she was busy thinking, Red jumped on Mr Barlow's back. Lydia's jaw dropped as she watched them struggling and fighting with each other.

Red kicked Mr Barlow so hard his gun flew from his grip. Lydia quickly ran to take the gun. Picking the gun up and turning to them, she saw Mr Barlow beating Red black and blue. The fight was not in her favour at all, Mr Barlow had knocked Red down and was coming for her when Red was trying to stand on his feet. But he was too slow, and as he was trying to gain consciousness, Mr Barlow punched him hard on his cheekbone that he instantly blanked out.

The force of the blow was so hard that Mr Barlow shook his hands and exercised his wrist left and right.

He walked forward towards her. Lydia looked from him to Red who was laying lifeless on the floor and swallowed.

"Come any closer and I'll shoot you" she stuttered.

He drew closer till he was mere inches away from her and grabbed her ponytail backwards. She screamed in pain and took all her concentration to his hands untop her hair. He turned her back to him, still grabbing her hair fiercely and used his other hand to grab her hand with the gun to her back. She screamed again and he bought the opportunity to shove a kick with his knee right through her rib cage.

Lydia was in so much pain she couldn't scream anymore. She tried directing the gun  in her hands to come in contact with him, but he was faster and smarter and took the gun from her, dropping her on the floor.

She twisted and curled in pain. Red wake up, she prayed. She looked at Red and he wasn't showing any sign of consciousness at all.

"Goodbye lass" Mr Barlow triggered his gun, but red jumped on him in time, making Mr Barlow to shoot his leg as they both fell on the floor.

Lydia's eyes caught hold of the metal rod that Mr Barlow was once in possession of and quickly grabbed it and hit him with it.

But he was really strong, the metal rod was like a mere wooden stick to him and he stood up shoving the stick away from her and flinging it across the room.

Lydia knew he was very strong as he wrestled with Red and have her, her own portion also.

Red and Lydia were both weak to stand up and fight him.