“Where’s the Right Arm, Marcus?!” Jorge yelled. Marcus laughed.
“Why would I tell you that?” Selene stood up and grabbed Jorge’s gun.
“You’ll tell us because if you don’t, I’m gonna pull this trigger and send your butt down to hell.” Marcus laughed again. Selene cocked the gun and aimed it directly at his heart. He stopped laughing.
“Selene, remember the mask?” Thomas asked. If spoke even more she would be out of breath.
“I remember. I also remember that shooting someone directly in the heart would kill them slower than if I had shot them in the head. So I’ll give you three choices. You could tell me where they are now and I won’t shoot you. You could tell Jorge later and I’ll shoot you in the head. Or you could keep your mouth shut and I’ll shoot you through that shriveled heart of yours. It’s entirely your choice.”
Thomas saw Selene holding whatever breath she had left. Marcus swallowed and told them where the Right Arm was.
“Pleasure doing business with you.” Selene gave Jorge his gun back. She turned around and collapsed into Thomas’s arms.
“Ha! I knew she was bluffing!” Marcus laughed. Selene gasped for breath as Marcus told them they’d never make it to the Right Arm. Selene spun around and punched him across the face.
“Shoot you any day.” She muttered and started signing to Teresa rapid fire.
“What’s she saying?” Newt asked. Everyone crowded around to hear what Teresa/Selene had to say.
“Marcus is right. We’ll never make it… on foot.” Marcus smiled. Jorge walked over to him.
“She’s right. Where’s Bertha?”
“Why would I tell you that?” Selene stood up and grabbed Jorge’s gun.
“You’ll tell us because if you don’t, I’m gonna pull this trigger and send your butt down to hell.” Marcus laughed again. Selene cocked the gun and aimed it directly at his heart. He stopped laughing.
“Selene, remember the mask?” Thomas asked. If spoke even more she would be out of breath.
“I remember. I also remember that shooting someone directly in the heart would kill them slower than if I had shot them in the head. So I’ll give you three choices. You could tell me where they are now and I won’t shoot you. You could tell Jorge later and I’ll shoot you in the head. Or you could keep your mouth shut and I’ll shoot you through that shriveled heart of yours. It’s entirely your choice.”
Thomas saw Selene holding whatever breath she had left. Marcus swallowed and told them where the Right Arm was.
“Pleasure doing business with you.” Selene gave Jorge his gun back. She turned around and collapsed into Thomas’s arms.
“Ha! I knew she was bluffing!” Marcus laughed. Selene gasped for breath as Marcus told them they’d never make it to the Right Arm. Selene spun around and punched him across the face.
“Shoot you any day.” She muttered and started signing to Teresa rapid fire.
“What’s she saying?” Newt asked. Everyone crowded around to hear what Teresa/Selene had to say.
“Marcus is right. We’ll never make it… on foot.” Marcus smiled. Jorge walked over to him.
“She’s right. Where’s Bertha?”
