Fernando shook his head, the lines of his face hardening. "I just want to see her dead," he stated flatly, his eyes cold and resolute.
Ty, a bit taken aback by Fernando's grim determination, responded cautiously, "Oh, I see, any reason why exactly?"
"I have them, and that's enough," Fernando replied curtly, his voice taut with unresolved anger.
Ty pondered for a moment, then said, "Well, how do you suppose you will do that if you're going to die trying to kill me?" He tried to find some logic in Fernando's vendetta, hoping perhaps to find a crack in his resolve.
"I promise you won't be able to kill me," Ty asserted confidently. "Though we might both end up dying in the end."
As Ty finished his statement, he felt the truck come to a halt. The back of the truck slammed down, and a host of guards lined up outside, three on each side. The atmosphere was charged with tension, each guard's presence amplifying the seriousness of the moment.
