Erin counted the money as quickly as she could, but already she knew there wasn't enough kept at the shop to give Edgar all of what he wanted. She needed to go home and then head to the estate.
"What was that?" Erin muttered, startled by a noise.
Erin looked at the door and thought her mind was playing tricks on her. She went back to counting the money, but stopped once more after hearing someone screaming.
"Dale," Erin whispered, her eyes widening at the realisation of what had happened. "No, no, no," she repeated in a panic.
Erin was not gone long, but it seemed to be enough time for the men to fight.
Erin left the money behind and ran toward the door to go back to the other room.
"Dale!" Erin called her husband. "Dale!" She gasped, her hands covering her mouth.
Dale laid on the ground with Edgar's foot on his chest. The Collins guards stormed in, but they remained by the door.
Edgar was unamused by the interaction. Dale wasn't worth a fight.
