Where. Is. Caster?

But just when he thought this couldn't get worse, Tom saw many of the gang members walking towards their cars and Chris also turning towards him with a grin. 

"Gun. Give me the gun, Tom." 

Chris opened his mouth as a murderous, maniacal look appeared on his face. 

"What?!" Tom turned his scared face towards Chris as he shrunk under his crazy look, 'How does he know I have a gun?!'

"Gun." Chris repeated again, pointing at Tom's back where the pistol was hidden for safety.

"I-it's for emergency only…" Tom murmured in dread.

"It's an emergency." Chris looked at him again and then opened his mouth again, "I won't kill anyone, except just one person."

"Wha-" before Tom can retort further, his eyes met with Chris's who gave no signs of speaking any lies. He gulped down his saliva, contemplating in his mind about the decision as he looked at Chris's murderous yet honest look.