So, this was his schtick. Based on the dress, he was obsessed with marriage. It looked like every time a bride "let him down," he put her down, replacing her with a new one. Nicky's stomach rolled. But something in his speech stood out of her. He didn't speak of vile acts--he spoke of a happy life.

"Is that what you want, Roy?" she asked. "To be a good husband, to have a nice family?"

"Yes," he said. "And if you shoot me, I'll snap your bride's neck too."

Nicky looked at the wedding dress, back at Roy's face.

This guy was deranged. He must have been seriously messed up to search for a bride in the first place, to think he could find someone who would fit his stereotype of what a bride was supposed to look like.

"You wouldn't hurt your bride," Nicky said. She needed to get in his head. "No. You'll do anything to keep her alive, just like a real groom would."

"You're right," he said.

"She's a good woman," Nicky said. "She doesn't deserve this. You need help. You need someone who can help you."

"She's a cold little bitch," the man said. "She messed up our vows. Something as important as our vows, and she messed it all up!"

"If you let her go," Nicky said, "I can do something for you."

"I don't need help," he said. "I'm better off without her. She's always wanting more and more. She wants everything--"

"Doesn't that mean you're doing the same?" she said. "Taking advantage of women? Taking their bodies and using them as toys? They aren't dolls, Roy, they're people."

"Women are made to serve men," he said. "And I'm no fool. I can't take advantage of any woman. I'm too much of a gentleman for that. I want love."

"But why Meghan?" Nicky said. "You can let her go now, its okay. Let her go, Roy.

"She'll be dead soon," he said. "I'll just let her burn. I make her suffer, but it's only because I love her."

He was sick. Talking wasn't going to cut it. Nicky needed to get Meghan away from him--even if that meant she had to kill this bastard.

She kept her gun aimed at him, ready to pull the trigger at any moment. He grinned at her, knowing he had the upper hand.

"Meghan didnt deserve this, Nicky said. She's a good person. And I'm going to make sure she gets out of this alive."

"A real woman would try to get away with it," he said. "But not Meghan. She wouldn't try to run away. She'd just take it. She's the type of woman who'll take whatever I dish out. Because she wants to be a good wife."

He raised his hand and slapped Meghan across the face.

She gasped at the pain. Nicky's teeth grit. But she still didn't have a clear shot. Damn it!