So close yet so far.
Primo couldn't help but remember the phrase as soon as he felt that pistol pressed against the back of his head. He lowered his gaze, landing on Joker who was lying inside, unconscious. When he snapped his eyes up, he caught more people slinking out of the shadows with their guns with them.
'I guess Ram betrayed us…' he thought, only to see another body in the driver's seat. '...or maybe not. Well, we are fucked, but I might as well fight till the end.'
Primo swiftly grabbed the pistol tucked in his front, planning to fight until the end. Who knew? He might get lucky and survive this — just like how he survived an explosion that took away his arm. However, just as Primo moved, the person behind him kicked the back of his knee to force him down.
