The fake Liara calls Shepard’s bluff

“You wouldn’t,” the fake Liara said. “Because if you do, every second, you will only be able to see yourself murdering the love of your life. You won’t shoot me, Shepard. If you were, you’d already have done it.”

Shepard glared at the fake Liara. She itched to pull the trigger. Every bone in her body was urging her to do it. She couldn’t commit. Her shoulders dropped as she pulled the gun away.

“Too predictable,” Liara scoffed. “That’s why it was so easy to break your heart in half.”

“So what’s the end goal of this anyways?” Shepard said. “What do you want from me?”

“Why spoil the fun?” Liara said. “Can’t you figure it out? Shadow Broker?”