"Your head will burst like a firework once I pull the trigger."
Kathrina pressed the gun against Arthur's skin, making the man lift his head until it was entirely supported by the headrest of the couch.
Arthur could not contain his laughter anymore that his body shook, which made Kathrina hold his shoulder blade to maintain her balance.
"How dare you laugh!" Kathrina barked like she usually did to the criminal.
She got to her feet and repositioned herself to straddle him. Then her hand went to the back of his head, forcing him to look at her. After that, Kathrina placed the rifle on the right side of his head.
"This way, the bullet will go straight to your brain." She whispered lowly, almost sounding like she was threatening him.
Arthur cracked a grin, finding her drunken antics to be quite amusing. "You are free to shoot me, Kathrina. I already said it before."
