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Langston sucks in a breath, and then his eyes fall to Maxwell, who nods, telling Langston to surrender Langston still doesn’t look at me

Killer, put the gun down before you ruin everything

Finally, Langston looks at me For a second, I let a moment of truth fill my eyes

Trust me

His eyes glide side to side overforthis

His gun drops to the floor

There’s silence for a split second, then all of Corbin’s unpoint

“You can stop pointing that thing at me, now,” I say to Maxwell

He doesn’t lower his gun He looks to Corbin for permission

“Tell Maxwell to lower the gun or I won’t fuck you And I won’t give you the treasure”

Corbin looks at me curiously “There are almost thirty men in this room, all ork for me If I want to fuck you, I’ll fuck you If I want the treasure, you’ll give it to me You have no power here My brother will do as I say”

I shake et—I knoho you are, Corbin You’re just like Waylon You want ly You want me to offer myself up on a platter to you Force me, and you’re no more of a man than any other monster on the street You don’t have any power”

Corbin nods, and Maxwell lowers the gun Apparently Corbin and Waylon’s other brother didn’t actually die—it’s Maxwell

A sick idea forms in my head I want Corbin to trust o and get the treasure I’ll be able to finish the job on ston

I could give up the whole ruse and fuck a randoston, but that only serves one purpose