“Hello friend, it’s good to see you.” Javier huffed out, raising his hands in defeat as you managed to catch your breath, steadily pointing a revolver his way.

“I heard you was comin’ — took your time, no?” The outlaw stuttered, his eyes darting about for a chance to escape. That weapon you held scared him to his core

“C’mon, you’re not gonna shoot your own brother, are you?” He attempted to bargain, but he knew better. He was no brother to you. There was no hesitation behind your cold eyes.