THE MOVIE SCREEN in front of them abruptly went blank and the overhead lights winked on. Whoever was running the projector had realized that nobody was watching Rocky IV at this point. And he was likely calling the police right now.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNUyeAxViM2
"Don't come any closer," she called out to Godfredo.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1meBu0kbjz
"Ay, you're a perra desagradable, I'll give you that," said Godfredo as he inched toward Mischa with his gun raised.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUaInricsVP
She still had her gun pressed into Benito's back. But it made no sense. Godfredo would shoot both of them, and claim that Benito got caught in the crossfire. Surely, Mischa Barton, the fugitive holding a hostage, would take the blame for everything.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp8xfNOOzw3
Her whole body was in an uncontrollable quiver. She felt helpless. She had a gun but could she----could she really use it? She could do lots of things to protect herself---She had done lots of things----but shoot someone?411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIRXJSGeOth
She could see the wide, fiery look on Godfredo's eyes as he advanced on her. He flanked to his left for a better angle.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTRX92NhvYq
Do something, Mischa!411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVqF1LfvE7c
"I'll shoot," she said again, thinking it'd buy her a few seconds. That's what Godfredo wanted, more than anything. He wanted Benito to due by her hand, not his. Then he could shoot her and tell a really good story.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyHmjG1OdiL
"I'll do it, Godfredo. I'll kill him." She moved the gun to Benito's forehead. Benito was on the verge of collapsing.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTTWHlgzvTJ
A menacing grin played on Godfredo's face. He was now maybe ten feet from her. He had them in his sights. She watched him pause a moment. One final chance for her to do his dirty work for him and kill Benito McLaughlin.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPqTfAllsJl
His eyes gained focus. He steeled himself.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe6kQErzfbO
Then he froze for a beat, his face going blank. The gun fell from his hands a moment before his legs gave out and he collapsed to the floor. A pool of blood quickly expanded near his forehead.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1a6mKUHjIt
She looked to the right. Drake. Drake was standing at the top of the same aisle that Benito and Mischa had traveled, holding a gun with a long piece on the end. She assumed it was a suppressor. She certainly hadn't fired the bullet.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXCiCOttbIT
Egor stood against the wall just below the movie screen, stunned. He looked at Drake and then at her.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiP52OYEu6a
"Drake!" he said. He cleared his throat, as if he were trying to recover. "Drake, thank God...."411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQT8zKC7xB3
"Egor, tell me something." Drake aimed the gun at him. "Who told the warden that Rihanna was an acceptable loss?"411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNncEiyJmYw
"Not me," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "That was all Delannoy."411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUD5P0nG7RB
"Yes, well, I've already dealt with Delannoy."411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7wmJ8Fmdyl
"Drake, I swear...."411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAWngoo3Ib9
Those were the last words that Egor Tarabasov ever spoke. A black circle appeared between his eyes and his limp body crumpled to the ground.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVYQo1phIFd
Drake lowered his weapon to his side and looked at Mischa. He was wearing the same expression she'd seen in Belroux, one of despair and regret. A single tear trickled down his face as he approached her.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9R3opGU3Ww
Benito broke free of her and started to run toward the other theater. She couldn't have stopped him if she wanted to. And she didn't want to.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOCj1fAIX7J
She pointed her gun at Drake, who stood before her, helpless, his own weapon at his side. For all she knew, he wanted her to shoot.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡezYuriP45q
"Drake," she said. "Was Sebastian part of this?"411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsTlA8VO9oh
Drake's shoulders relaxed. He seemed to be past the deception. The jig was up, and he knew it. "I can give whatever answer you'd like," he said.411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡujHqFyq9z4
She thought she knew what he meant. "The truth," she aid. "Once and for all, Drake. I want the fucking truth!"411Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOKJkpr1vmK
