"You are destroying me."
Linus reached Alvin and heard Anya Owen who walked away with her shoulders slightly trembling and her fingers tightly curled into fists.
He pressed his lips to a thin line mulling over her words and agreed with her, "Ms. Owen is right. We are playing with her life to save other people." He sighed.
Alvin's darkened face couldn't be darker anymore. He felt bitterness in his mouth and frustration hovering around his neck. He clenched his teeth and continued to hear Linus without acknowledging his thoughts or opinion.
Linus turned to Alvin and gave him a possible instance Anya will have to face, "Bro, just think. If Harper Johnson doesn't release the hostages or probably threaten us to kill them... Dad will have no choice but to trade with the information that's in the hard disk. That time, one has to take responsibility. He will have to blame everything on Ms. Owen... She is pitiful. I feel bad for her little one though. He is a smart kid."
