I take a steadying breath and hesitate for only a second, you wouldn't have noticed unless you were looking for it.
You couldn't show fear with these kinds of people.
I hold the revolver pointed towards the wall next to me and with my free hand spin the cylinder.
I count until it stops.
1..
2..
3..
4..
5..
6,
it starts to slow and clicks into place.
Everything slows down just like the cylinder had, it's like time stops.
I bring my hand up and suddenly the small steel weighs a hundred pounds.
It takes forever for the weapon to get to my head but once it does it's almost a relief to feel the frigid barrel press against my scorching temple.
I look to the man sitting across from me,
never taking my eyes off him and just before I'm about to pull the trigger,
he smiles.....
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