"Mr. Reed..."
Ridge's voice was covered in apprehension for what Johan was going to do next.
And the warden knew that, if that young man pulled that trigger, even though it would become just a regular crime, like those in the commoners' society...
Johan would become a full-fledged Hollowood citizen, with his hands stained in that red that one can never wash away.
Johan said nothing, but the gun in his hand didn't move an inch away from the man's head.
"Mr. Reed...?"
Ridge saw Johan's shoulders moving up and down, ever so slightly.
His hands clearly shook with rage.
Or whatever other emotion the young man was feeling now.
"Mr.-"
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" Johan's voice echoed through the room. "YOU AND... ALL THESE RULES AND SITUATIONS AND... AND... ALL OF THIS!"
BANG!
The man fell down with a loud thud.
