[Perhaps it's Chase's posture, perhaps it's his rambling nonanswer prior to what amounts to a refusal. Either way, the game is up before it has even gotten well underway.]
[His arms snap out from behind his back, and much the way Chase had intended to, he levels a gun at the girl.]
I think that's none of your concern. The package! Hand it over!
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[His arms snap out from behind his back, and much the way Chase had intended to, he levels a gun at the girl.]
I think that's none of your concern. The package! Hand it over!