The sweat of terror dripped down Josephs face and body, soaking the stone monastery floor "my god Brent, just tell him, you may not fear death, but I do" the man spoke practically shaking. them both tied up sitting on the ground, "brother, do you think they will spare us because we tell them". Brent said calmly as if he had overlooked his looming grim reaper. the man holding the handgun took no pity as he shot Brent point blank to the forehead staining the back wall a deep c