“['m losing my patience. I'll repeat myself! Make them go!" The atmosphere was so ominous, so menacing, that the rage seething in Theodore's voice teetered on the brink of control.

"Three." Theodore's sudden countdown jarred the air; simultaneously, his index finger played over the trigger.

Zayden was dumbfounded for a split second before hearing the next number.

"Two."

Oh no! This man was unhinged!