“I know, we have to kill her. I f*****g hate this. If she had answered my last question differently, I would've tried to help her. But I cannot let a threat to Trish live. So we kill her and dispose of her.” “Won’t the soldiers ask questions?” Killer asks. “No, Commander Fisher gave Rebel and me full command of any prisoners we take. It's our choice.” Dom answers and Killer nods.
“Okay, let's do this. We need to get back to the warehouse too,” Killer says and I nod. Trish is not going to like me leaving, but we still have work to do and we can handle ourselves. We go back into the room, and Dom walks over to her and cups her face.
“Lamento que tenga que terminar así. Que Dios te conceda paz en tu próxima vida.” [I am sorry it has to end like this. May God grant you peace in your next li
