John's face was increasingly ugly.
He didn't want to make a bet with his life.
Not to mention, Anna was within the safe distance from the metal door and trying to reach her would be extremely difficult to do.
They couldn't do anything.
"Scram," Anna repeated.
Their faces turned dark while Dylan looked more relaxed as if he was watching a good show in front of him.
"And if we don't?" John asked.
"What do you think?" Anna moved her gun to point in John's direction. "Do you think that you can move faster than a gun?"
Jake bit his tongue to prevent himself from cursing out loud. When he saw Anna was pointing the gun in his direction, he could guess that this woman is serious.
She will really kill them.
