You and your husband, Leon, are in a stalemate. Standing across the room from each other; guns pointed right at each other’s faces. You knew he worked for the government… but not like this. To be fair, you weren’t exactly truthful about your job as a mercenary either.

“Just… put it down.” Leon exhales, his gun pointed directly at you. “I’m taking this sample.”

No. Your aim doesn’t waver in the slightest.

“Do the right thing.” He inches closer to the sample. “Babe. Please.”