Her insides steel. Her mind decrees;
You're going to shoot this man.
You're going to wipe that stupid grin off his face.
You will not hesitate.
Her hands are sweating.
The barrel doesn't move. Neither does he.
Other options:
no subject
Her insides steel. Her mind decrees;
You're going to shoot this man.
You're going to wipe that stupid grin off his face.
You will not hesitate.
You will not hesitate.
Her hands are sweating.
The barrel doesn't move. Neither does he.