"Blake, what are you waiting for?" the voice in my head got louder. "Come on you're already half way there, just finish it!" The phone in my pocket started to vibrate. I took my finger off the trigger, uncocked the 45 and set it on the bed next to me.
I reached in my pocket pulling out my phone and answered it. "Hello sweetie, what's going on?" I asked already knowing her reply. "Can you come pick me up?" She asked. "Yeah but you know I have to go to work in an hour so you'll have to stay with grandma till I get off." I said as I put the 45 in the safe. "When will you get off?" My daughter asked with sadness in her voice. "I...