Mrs. Adriana hesitated, her hand hovering over the phone as she gazed at Vicent. She couldn't bring herself to make the call and confess to her husband. Meanwhile, Liam's countdown had reached 4.
Vicent urged her, "Please, do it," his eyes fixed on the red light on his shirt.
Mrs. Adriana refused, "I can't. If I do, we're both dead."
Just then, Liam's voice cut through the tension, "Your time is up." Suddenly, a glass vase on the table exploded into shards, a victim of Liam's gunfire. "Oh, looks like I missed... or did I?" Liam taunted, his voice dripping with menace. "Just a reminder, you have nowhere to hide or run. Goodbye."
The call ended abruptly, leaving Mrs. Adriana and Vicent breathing a sigh of relief. But they knew they were far from safe, aware that Liam's unexpected mercy was only a temporary reprieve, and that he would strike again in unpredictable ways.
