"But I will be the one to kill him!"
Christian declared, having no intention of conceding on this matter.
But as if she had been waiting for this very moment, Annabelle smiled at her brother, meeting his rebellious gaze head-on, and with a soft, almost amused expression, she said, "Really now?"
Then, before Christian could react—
Shot.
Annabelle didn't hesitate, and pulled the trigger.
The bullet found its mark cleanly, piercing Damian right between the eyebrows, ending his pathetic life in an instant.
Had her brother continued arguing about how he didn't want to kill Damian immediately, she would have naturally taken a different approach. But since it was already an established fact that he was going to die here and now, Annabelle saw no reason to waste any more time on the matter.
She could always argue with Christian about it later… on the way back.
