Ben stares at me in horror. He fully, one hundred percent, expects me to shoot him right now.
After all he's put me through, he probably does deserve it. But I remember a time when Ben wasn't this person. He was funny and sweet, he was terrified of clowns, he collected G.I. Joe action fingers. I don't know what happened to turn him into who he is now, but I'm certain something must have. There's a reason he's gone over to the dark side.
"I can't do it," I cry, squeezing my eyes shut and lowering the gun.
I can hear the breath of relief he blows out. I open my eyes and meet his for the first time since he kidnapped me. Something's there, I can see it. Someone's pulling his strings. He doesn't really want to do any of this.
"Then what did you come here for?" Hector asks impatien
