"Things were simple when you were an enemy. As soon as you stepped into our team, you brought hell with you," Miles said, looking at Vicky.
"Why did you guys let me into the team then?" Vicky asked.
"I definitely didn't," Miles replied.
Vicky stared up at the dark sky that was covered by the branches of the trees.
"You know all you have to do is shoot me in the head in real life, right? I'll be dead, and that hell you're talking about will be gone," Vicky said. Miles looked at her, and was confused by her calm demeanor.
"I'll have to deal with Connor afterwards," Miles said. He kept his gun to the side of him.
"So you're just scared of my father? Is that why I'm still alive?" Vicky asked. She reached her hand to the sky, staring at it.
"No!" Miles replied.
Vicky was staring at her hand, as she turned her palm towards the sky.
