In a state of confusion, Jim, upon hearing Isabelle’s nonchalant comment, found himself unable to suppress a bitter smile as he strained to express, “I reckon this is quite serious...”
Maria, having been tossed into the car, fought to rise to her feet.
The gun slipped from her grasp as Jim intervened, shoving her aside to safety. Retrieving the whip from her waist, she brandished it, demanding. “Who are you? Let me off this car!”
A frosty barrel pressed against her temple. Maria met the icy stare of Isabelle head–on.
The click of a bullet being chambered echoed, joined by her ominous caution, “If you value your life, keep silent.”
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