It is with great satisfaction and a small victory in my heart that I watch the look on Trinity s face as the barrel is softly laid against her head. Now, of course, I will not let the man shoot her, but it is time that she calms the f**k down. She can, by all right, be her worst own enemy; she self-destructs in an epic way. Not that I am saying that I don t do it myself.
But I am not the one that is slightly outnumbered.
So trying my best to hide my pure pleasure, only to fail completely, I call out for her. She has gone completely dead still on the spot, and I swear the woman has not winked for the past minute. "Trinity, I guess this is where you have to drop that gun."
"f**k you, Colton. What are you going to do?" I can hear her voice is now starting to tremble. From under a stuttered
