T W E N T Y - F I F T H

“I’m in for a what?” Vaughn asks for her mother to repeat what she just said.

Her mother smiles, “A negotiation,”

The daughter that’s still confused and processing all that’s happening, tightly holds her gun in her hand as she glares at her long lost mother.

Looking into their eyes as if looking for something in it.

Mercy.

Mercy to end all of the crazy thing they are doing. They have killed enough how many more do they need?

“And what if I say No to that proposal of yours?” Despite Vaughn’s shaky voice, she managed to let out her voice.

“Then your crew will never grasp that safety,” As if it’s a normal thing to say, what Adelaide said lead a gasp to escape Vaughn’s lips.

“No!” Yet again, she points her gun at her mother.

“Ah-ah, if I were you I would put that gun down or your crew gets it!” An evil smirk was plastered on Adelaide’s lips.

Behind her was a huge screen that lit up only to flash her crew inside a room, as if being recorded in a surveillance camera.