Anson turned his head towards the bridge. He knew someone was out there aiming at him. Getting ready to shoot. "I see you," he whispered. "Bye, bye." Put the gun to your head and pull the trigger.
He heard a shot and for a moment thought he had taken care of the threat. But then he felt the pain in his back. He was dying, but he had enough strength to turn around and look at his brother. How could he betray him like this? He had done everything for him, and this was how he repaid him?