Leo Morgan had already opened and looked inside the box when he got it. It was all just ordinary trinkets, nothing special.
But now, he watched with his own eyes as Summer Thorne pulled a small, black object from a hidden compartment inside.
The dark, hollow muzzle was pointed right at him.
In that instant, the room fell into a deathly silence.
Summer Thorne looked at him and spoke in a low voice, "Since you knew your existence would ruin her sooner or later, you should have guessed that I never planned on letting you walk out of this room alive."
Leo Morgan's nerves were stretched taut, his eyes crinkling into a strange shape. But after a moment, he slowly started to laugh. "Kill me, and then what? Do you think you can escape? You're still so young. Don't you want the rest of your life?"
Summer Thorne chuckled softly. "Thank you for your concern, but I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. For me, there is no 'rest of my life'."
