*THIRD PERSON'S POV*
Martha laughed at Giuliana and after that, she gave her a creepy smirk.
"Obsessed? I don't think that is the proper word, Giuliana," Martha said to Giuliana as she raised her hand and pointed the gun at Giuliana.
"Martha...lower your weapon," Zac spoke to Martha.
"No Zac, I have to carry this so I can protect you against them," Martha whispered without looking at Zac.
"Martha," Zac tried to call her attention again even though he is still staggering due to the effect of the drug in his body.
I need to buy us some time until some backup arrives or until I have recovered my energy, but, for now, at least I can hold a gun already, but my aim is still unstable. Zac thought to himself as he grit his teeth.
"Martha, you don't have... to do this. We can talk this over,
