Policeman: Let go of the girl.
Ben: Nope.
Heather continues to reach toward the gun with her foot. It lies behind her and Ben. She is seconds from it until Ben finds out.
Ben: You lie!
Heather: No!
Ben: You lie!
He picked the gun up quickly, backed Heather against the building wall and placed the gun to her chest.
Heather: Ben please.
Ben: I hate liars!
His words come out with spit and Heather turned her head.
Ben: Don’t move.
She stood perfectly still as Blake watched in horror, Walsh drifted and the policeman stared.
Ben: Now what exactly where you planning to do with this?
He shoved it hard into her chest and she cringed as the coldness was felt through her shirt.
Ben: Answer me!
Heather: I don’t know.
Ben: Liar! I’ll show you what I can do.
Suddenly, he moved her in front of his body and charged at Blake.
Heather: No!
Ben: It’s his fault I was found.
Heather: No he had nothing to do with this.
She struggled against him again until he put the gun on her back and she froze in fear.