“The quiver in your stance and the wavering look in your eyes tell me otherwise. You want to die a painful death, don’t you?” She circled the boy, letting the barrel of her gun along his shoulders. “I’m feeling generous tonight,” her voice thick with amusement. “Tell me where he is and I’ll let you choose how you die.”
He winced as the cold barrel of the gun traced his shoulder line. “I don’t know, alright? Last time I talked to Oliver, he sped off. I don’t know where he is now.” Cisco said, trying to convince the intimidating woman that he truly didn’t know. Choose how he died? Cisco didn’t want to die! He started thinking of ways to at least take down this woman so he could run. He had nothing.
Cisco backup 