Margo reached her church, noting that the door was propped open with a plant. She called out to the pastor and noted that the voice sounded "odd" when he replied. Margo asked if he was all right, and he said, "No, not really."
Margo entered the church and found she had not, in fact, been called to deal with an arguing couple -- it was an ambush, set up by her soon-to-be-divorced husband, Eugene. He'd been abusive before, had threatened Margo's life and was fresh from a year in prison for defrauding the FBI for $17,000. He popped out of his hiding place in the sanctuary and said, "Margo, don't fight me on this!" She did the exact opposite, and did her level best to replace as much of the air around her estranged husband with pepper spray as possible.
He neutralized it with a wave of incense.
He retreated back, taking sanctuary in the sanctuary, while Margo dove for cover in the pastor's office and drew her gun from her purse. She could see her pastor in the secretary's office, with a hood over his head and his hands cuffed behind his back.
"Gene told me he had explosives on [the pastor] and he was going to kill us all," says Margo. "I told him that was fine with me, because I wasn't coming out." He wasn't lying about the bombs, by the way -- he'd made pipe bombs, and placed them around his hostage's waist.
Which sounds kind of excessive, for one hostage, but what do we know? We're not batshit crazy.
Margo felt that she needed to "keep the action level high" to stop Eugene from being able to think too much about his plans. "At some point, I realized I was only going to get out of this by shooting Gene." So, when he popped his head around the doorframe, she took her shot -- and missed. Her husband responded by tossing things into the office at her, "I think to draw additional fire ... because I only had limited bullets."