<div style="text-align: justify;">Josephine nodded when Nazo told her what to do. The girl was extremely nervous and uncertain about her ability to actually shoot and hit. She feared that her hands would tremble too much. That she would miss and get shot. Even that she would - unwisely as it may be - take pity on the man on the motorcycle and end up not shooting him.<br/><br/>But she had to try. Taking the revolver, the girl looked at it. It was heavier than she could have anticipated. Nazo's words about not leading the man to hit him sent a chill down Josephine's spine. She would probably freak out if that happened.<br/><br/>Taking a long deep breath, Josephine shifted the gun in a way she could grip it firmly and waited. When Nazo ordered her to shoot, the girl looked at the man and obediently fired a few shots, hoping she would hit him with at least one, since it was the first time she even touched a fire arm in her life.</div>