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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJzUwEplzyr
"Don't come any closer," she called out to Godfredo.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO0jcJuNXUv
"Ay, you're a perra desagradable, I'll give you that," said Godfredo as he inched toward Mischa with his gun raised.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgdK4x4h6Z
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJf4a0UOuDK
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?387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ13fK1wjnaY
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs40LLQP3Wb
Do something, Mischa!387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfCpqVIBXuP
"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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9KqnnISpb9
"I'll do it, Godfredo. I'll kill him." She moved the gun to Benito's forehead. Benito was on the verge of collapsing.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ958YHyoYIY
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ894eJWXjdq
His eyes gained focus. He steeled himself.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8ypZw7odMB
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlaTSd9ddJJ
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXuzXJqPCQM
Egor stood against the wall just below the movie screen, stunned. He looked at Drake and then at her.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdBBY5m5Bkt
"Drake!" he said. He cleared his throat, as if he were trying to recover. "Drake, thank God...."387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzpLYLlRKB1
"Egor, tell me something." Drake aimed the gun at him. "Who told the warden that Rihanna was an acceptable loss?"387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiRwghRDmJw
"Not me," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "That was all Delannoy."387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrs1YrxI1q8
"Yes, well, I've already dealt with Delannoy."387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFEQZ0T7FT
"Drake, I swear...."387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRv3dGyDHmj
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3zPxSNHXbp
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyiggTnKhvM
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHblvB41Sk3
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMnrJ7MF8wF
"Drake," she said. "Was Sebastian part of this?"387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx1NjPyCi5W
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.387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO5rwIfDRt2
She thought she knew what he meant. "The truth," she aid. "Once and for all, Drake. I want the fucking truth!"387Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUpiPHAiMVL
