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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXHY6t8z2Oc
"Don't come any closer," she called out to Godfredo.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0LFhFDxiIK
"Ay, you're a perra desagradable, I'll give you that," said Godfredo as he inched toward Mischa with his gun raised.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1zIE7tGTXj
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe4iScuaeAW
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?422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqix9Qe9pju
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSgA76piB0u
Do something, Mischa!422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjBmYQfa3dp
"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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUmtFp65da3
"I'll do it, Godfredo. I'll kill him." She moved the gun to Benito's forehead. Benito was on the verge of collapsing.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ40cWGakyU
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjzOStdwqnR
His eyes gained focus. He steeled himself.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp6cS1FaCMR
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF2UszEgr7v
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs7nQJTWh5k
Egor stood against the wall just below the movie screen, stunned. He looked at Drake and then at her.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡscQh1htFh2
"Drake!" he said. He cleared his throat, as if he were trying to recover. "Drake, thank God...."422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBV5nr77djH
"Egor, tell me something." Drake aimed the gun at him. "Who told the warden that Rihanna was an acceptable loss?"422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHISCsARyX
"Not me," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "That was all Delannoy."422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcb56PfaHMI
"Yes, well, I've already dealt with Delannoy."422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8CEkXCtheQ
"Drake, I swear...."422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNhRh5qikMa
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4uBl7xoRaT
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡssav53pnRf
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ34Lqmd51SH
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFVaVP1scQ6
"Drake," she said. "Was Sebastian part of this?"422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6WvpcA1uOB
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.422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAcIhO1P8Fk
She thought she knew what he meant. "The truth," she aid. "Once and for all, Drake. I want the fucking truth!"422Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1tUYCYML79
