"Let them go." Javier said as he walked into the warehouse and saw you being held at gunpoint by the drug dealer he had been going after.

"I wonder what this pretty face's brain looks like..." The man said with a threatening voice.

Javier stared at you. You were his best friend, his rock, his confident, his everything. He regretted so much to have asked you to be his informant.

"Let them go." Javier repeated as he pointed his gun down but didn't lower it all the way.