He charged the woman, kneeing her face. She screamed, falling over. He picked her up by the hair, putting the barrel of his gun to her throat. "Oh? You thought I was going to make your death quick?" He readjusted his aim down to her privates. "That's too bad." He fired three times. He put the gun aimed through her right breast. He fired, the bullet passing through and then slamming into her left breast. She writhed in agony, blood splattering her clothing.