"Well, you're not afraid to die, right?" Memoria Campbell straightened up, raising the gun and aiming it at Iria Lindsay, "If you don't talk, I'll kill her."
"You won't, because you're a cop!" Arfen Finch sat up, "You can't just kill people. Even if I don't tell you where the bomb is, you'll take Iria to a safe place, won't you, Officer Memoria!"
Memoria was so angry she almost ground her teeth to dust. This shameless scoundrel, so despicable!
"Arfen!"
From the hospital bed, Iria's weak voice sounded.
"Iria!"
Arfen staggered to her bedside.
Memoria furrowed her brow, pondering her next move, but didn't stop him.
Iria stared at Arfen in front of her, looking at the eye with the prosthetic, her brow tightly knitted, "Why did you come?!"
Arfen raised his cuffed hand and gently stroked her face, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "I said back then, as long as there's breath in me, no one can bully you."
