Getting Rid of The Terases Long-Awaited Weapon
James, Rigo, Eli, and Dora ran, as fast as they could, away from the place where Charles were screaming. No one cared about Charles, or even stole a glance backward or even sighed or said a word while running.
After they reached enough distance, they stopped, as they held their guns, watching and waiting for the approach of their enemy.
Charles had played them more than once, provided false information all the time, even he lied more than once about his identity. He was such a wicked, twisted mind, distasteful person that no one would ever miss.
Without prior agreement they were all on consent here; Charles' death was just justified and none of them would argue on that! Besides, his death came to help them escape, so it was either his life or one of their lives!
They watched, as the screaming agonizing wailing of his attracted the ears of any living person here, and thus shades of the enemy started to appear, coming from far, approaching her fast.