Genevieve escapes

Farrell:

"You have five seconds to answer, and I'm not a very patient person!" I said, gritting my teeth.

"I came on my own, I wanted revenge for my uncle's death," Genevieve said with a shaky breath.

"Wrong!" I growled, and then I pulled the trigger.

She screamed in fear immediately, and no bullet came out. She was lucky.

"You might not be this lucky the next time, so answer me wrongly and stand a chance to lose your head!"

"Please, I… I.. no one sent me. Please!" She pleaded with tears streaming down her cheeks.

A moment ago she acted really tough, now she was at my mercy, so pathetic of her.

"For the last time, who sent you?" I asked.

She took in a deep breath, and then she opened her mouth to speak.

"Father sent me, but don't go after him. He is ill and bedridden, and…"

"I know that Marco is ill. You do not have to spell it out for me, and what I do with him is none of your business," I said to her.

"Please don't, I beg you…kill me instead," she said, crying and pleading with all