"I'll count to three; if you don't give up, your wife will die." Mr. Morgan tried to threaten us; every second that went on was filled with tension; I could almost hear the heartbeats of the werewolves who were here because the place was silent.
Receiving such a threat did not make my father act rashly. Apparently, he also saw Jason's arrival secretly.
However, I could catch the annoyance of Mr. Morgan. He started counting, "One...." Glancing at my father. My father didn't move; he didn't move at all. "Two...." The annoyance was getting real. Tiffany has started to fire her gun immediately. Tiffany spread a disgusting smile. She looked at me condescendingly. "Thr--"
Jason immediately turned the gun, but Tiffany had pressed the trigger; a bullet shot out of the weapon and shattered the large contraption, instantly igniting a lot of gas out of place.