Adelaide, Rade and Vaughn set fires from the room’s balcony. Holding their guns tightly as the three of them looks for a chance to fire at when John is weak.
“Come on three little pigs! Or you won’t get out of this place with a hint of breath to live,” The continuous rain of bullets from John’s gun was heard as he threatens the three.
“We need to find his weak spot,” Vaughn suggests while she eyes John from below.
“How do we do that?” Her best friend wonders.
For a second, Vaughn looks at Rade suspiciously. “How should I know? You’re the one who worked for that man,” Her usual sarcastic tone of voice snaps back.
As Rade kept quiet, he occasionally caught Vaughn’s gaze look at him, but quickly looks away when she’s noticed.
Vaughn felt a hint of dismay at the sight of her best friend. Or is she still going to address him that after all the revelations tonight.