The comm just crackles again, and on exiting, she can see why.
Rina is on her knees, a gun pressed to the back of her head. A gun held by the infamous Brynn Naari.
Before Olivia can react, she feels a gun barrel pressing into the side of her head. "Drooooop it." The voice drawls. "Make a move and we blow your little girlfriend's head off."
Rina is on her knees, a gun pressed to the back of her head. A gun held by the infamous Brynn Naari.
Before Olivia can react, she feels a gun barrel pressing into the side of her head. "Drooooop it." The voice drawls. "Make a move and we blow your little girlfriend's head off."