I had the weapon didn't I? I could end him here. This man, this liar, this player, this cheater, this murderer. He deserved it didn't he? Deserved to die, have his life taken from him like he had the person who lay behind him. My finger brushed over the trigger. I lifted my head and looked directly into the eyes of my betrayer. ⱤɆ₳ĐɎ ₮Ø ₭łⱠⱠ