Lock squeezed out a third shot from his SIG. The man holding the rifle was already on the way down, his legs folded under him as he fell forward, blood pouring from the gun-shot wounds in his back.
Ty’s momentum kept him moving. He tripped over the barrel of the rifle and fell on top of The Freak.
Across the room, on the bed, Kristin struggled to free herself from Hanger as fists rained down on her. Before Lock could swing around, Ty was up and launching himself, full tilt at Hanger as Kristin screamed, blood pouring down from her scalp and into her eyes.
Lock took aim, but there was no clean shot. Ty was too close.
Hanger reached for something on the bed as Ty tackled him from behind, wrapping his arms around Hanger’s leg and dragging him away from Kristin.
Hanger’s hand came up. There was a glint of steel as he sliced the scalpel down on to the top of Ty’s head, opening skin. Ty’s hand came up and closed around the back of Hanger’s neck.
Ty slammed Hanger’s head down onto the edge of the bed. He did it again. Then a third time.
The scalpel dropped from Hanger’s hand as Kristin kept screaming. Ty got to his feet and swung a kick, catching Hanger in the ribs, pushing the oxygen from his lungs.
Ignoring the blood pouring from his head, Ty continued his onslaught, huge, heavy kicks thumping into Hanger’s body. Lock crossed the room. Ty was in the red zone. If Lock didn’t stop him, then Ty was on the way to beating Hanger to death.
“Ty! Ty!” shouted Lock.
Another kick and a hard stomp down onto Hanger’s back and Ty finally stopped. He looked around at Lock.
“She doesn’t need to see this,” said Lock. “Get her out of here and call the cops.”
Ty took a few steps back. Hanger was on the floor, curled up in a ball.
Lock grabbed a sheet from another bed and threw it over to Ty. Ty passed it to Kristin.
Ty gently helped her back up and onto her feet. He gave her the fresh sheet to drape around her. He stayed behind her as she wobbled uncertainly to the door.
As Ty followed her out, he looked back at his partner.
“I got it,” said Lock.
Ty walked out, closing the door. Lock surveyed the room, looking for the cameras that were almost certainly embedded in the walls.