Guiller held his caliber tightly and stayed put in his spot.
The police sirens soon stopped getting nearer and he counted the remaining minutes until the theater was fully infiltrated, surrounded by countless of men he would not be able to fight without dying first.
Vince, on the other hand, stood by Guiller's front. Shaking in fear of what was yet to come, and in horror of what has already occured inside the hall. He was trembling in uncertainty, too. Unsure if he should hold on to the trust he has put in Vanity, or he could turn around and walk away as soon as he can, betting on the most luck he could still extract from his remaining fortune— if there were still left drops of it.
But he was already in the deepest pits of hell. There was no way out, other than with the officers that wo
