God damn it...

"Oh, you have completely Fucked up now." The large man speaks without even turning around. "Threatening Uniformed officers is a major offense."

He stands fully, ignoring your order completely as he buckles his pants.

"I Said, Don't MOVE." You repeat. Clearly this guy is an idiot. He has no idea what he's up against. You glance at the woman on the table who seems to be merely observing, her expression unreadable under the cloth.

"Or what? If you were a crazy you would have killed me already." He remarks, turning slowly. His face has a cocky grin on it. "Now, why don't you give me that before you get hurt?"

"Last chance, asshole," You repeat, drawing a bead on his chest. "I WILL shoot."

"No you won't." He smiles. "You're going to put that gun down. You're going to hold these little bitches down for me, and then we're gonna sell em to the Colonel. I'll even give you a turn before we sell em. He doesn't need to know about us nailing em. Besides, there's a lot of crazies out here. We just found em like this, Right?"

For a second, you think about it. Sell? Colonel? What the actual hell is going on?

"Don't be a fucking idiot. You want in to the brothel just as bad as every other guy. This is a ticket in, and you're going to blow it for a couple pieces of meat? Besides, this is MY Mall. How the fuck did you get in here anyway?"

He steps forward. In another step he'll be within arms reach. If you're going to shoot, you know you have to do it now.