“Your brother–in–law is the next in the firing line. Kneel or don’t–the choice is yours.”

“Sir Hummer! I’m not involved in this! Please don’t shoot me!” James‘ legs turned to jelly. He fell onto his knees and wailed, “You need to get the right person! If you are looking for your revenge, just kill Dustin! I’m innocent!”

“That’s right, Sir Hummer! We have never done anything to you. If you want to kill Dustin, go ahead and do it. Don’t involve my son!” Florence begged in desperation.