I pull out my gun while Monroe shrieks. Fuck, she's distracting. But I need to focus right now. I’ll worry about my girl later.
I feed David the barrel of my gun, impassively watching his bleary eyes fill with tears.
"Look away, Monroe," I hiss.
"No!" she cries out. "Don't do this!"
"Look away!" My voice betrays how pissed off I am with her, and she whimpers as she looks down, softly crying as I pull off the safety of my gun. "Goodbye, David Hodge."
Unceremoniously, I paint the walls with the guy's brain. The gunshot rings out in the room, and David's lifeless body falls to the ground with a heavy thud.
It's over. It's done. And now, Monroe finally knows just how big of a monster I truly am.