Viviana's eyes ended up on the floor. It looked like a shiny new piece of hope for her.
There is no help like self-help.
Viviana's clutched hands trembled as she planned to grab the gun. There still was some hesitation on her part. He was staring at her with no intention of moving. Maybe he gave up and is offering her the gun.
But what she didn't know was that he hadn't given up. The moment her hand twitched, he clutched her throat. His big hand wrapped around her petite neck, choking her.
"Going to kill me?" he asked. "Want that gun?"
Viviana grabbed his hand. His hold around her neck tightened and it hurt. She closed her eyes trying to bear the pain. Leander turned to the side to see Steve peeking in. Leander glared at Steve and he closed the door.
"I'm asking you a question!" he shouted. His eyes had turned menacing in a blink of an eye.
