Ethan's felt his sweaty hand tighten around his revolver. The trigger was pulled half-way and he could see the hammer drawing back, ready to send a .357 calibre 125 grain hollow point bullet into the terrified strawberry-blonde teen that he clutched tightly against himself.
Noticing the subtle change in the suspect's disposition, the three heavily-armed police officers training their MP5 submachineguns on the suspect removed their fingers from the index position, and placed them on the triggers of their weapons. "Boss, subject is escalating," whispered one into his headset.
"You don't have to do this," said the sandy-blond police officer leading the 3 officers with guns. The officer kept his hands visible in an attempt to present himself less aggressively. "There's always a way out, Ethan. Trust me." He gestured as he spoke, delivering his message as much in his body language as in his speech.
Behind the stoic face that Ethan put on for the four jack-booted thugs pointing guns at him was a genuine fear that things would not be alright. That things wouldn't go to plan. Ethan and Tyler had spent a whole year planning this moment. They had spent the whole year planning their endgame-the confrontation. Inside this high-school library, they would end their day of reckoning, and show the world their awesome power one last time. At least that was what Tyler promised.
But Ethan began to have doubts. What if the pigs stopped Tyler? What if he bailed? The dead silence over Ethan's earpiece unnerved him. After what he had done today, he could never go back to the life he once lived. Surrender was not an option, the only escape was death. The voice of the cop who he presumed to be the negotiator went through one ear and out the other. Everything he said was all rhetoric to him.
Feelings of betrayal began to sweep through Ethan. The voice of the negotiator became distant as he realised the mistake he had made trusting Tyler. Knowing him, he should've seen this moment coming. He closed his eyes realising what he had to do.
"I'm in position."
Relief rushed through Ethan's body. Tyler hadn't abandoned him. Things were still going to plan.
"Kill the weak ones." said Tyler.
"Godspeed." Ethan replied.
"Fuck god."
Ethan turned his gun on the negotiator and fired.