here we are.She begins slowly edging closer to him, conscious of the fact that her movements may be reflecting on the screens. She’s inches away from his head now, finding the sweet spot to manipulate the pressure point on his neck,
“You alive, über?” The walkie-talkie crackles with Sonny’s voice.
über?The tech guy urgently swivels around in his chair and is now face to face with his assailant. His spot-covered face turns whiter than it already is, and his braces sparkle like the LEDs behind his trembling lips.
“Bitte töte mich nicht!” (Please don’t kill me!), he wails. Every feature on his face is quivering now
Bitte töte mich nicht!“Shut it all down,” she orders him in German, nodding towards the PCs.
He hesitates for a moment,
“Al?” Sonny’s voice rings through the talkie again.
