He turned to her, waving his revolver. "I don't think you'll want to be silenced."

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it. I don't fear death, and even if you try to kill me with that pesky gun of yours, this house is filled with cameras. They've transmitted the information to a large storage deck miles away from here. So, any of my family members would clearly know who killed me," she confidently crossed her arms, proudly thinking she made a good run.

The men looked around, finding red, blinking dotted cameras set in specific places. "Fine," the agent finally said, tucking his gun back in his jacket, his...