Lance suddenly grabs Andrea’s gun hand and shoots himself in the chest with the pistol. He clutches his chest and staggers backwards. The sound of the gun seems to echo in Andrea’s ears.
“Lance!” she screams, “Are you crazy?”
As he staggers backwards, she reaches out to grab him. Instead, he grabs her arm and pulls her into his chest, bringing her down to the ground with him. She falls on top of him and immediately tries to examine the gunshot wound. She gasps in shock and confusion when she realizes there isn’t one.
“You were worried for me,” Lance says with a small smile.
“I don’t understand,” Andrea says, “Did you lie to me? Is the pistol just a toy?”
Robert clears his throat and opens the box again. The box has a false bottom, and he opens it, revealing another pistol identical to
