She lowered her face a little closer to him, her eyes searing into his.<br/>"I will not put this gun down, not until you answer me one last question..."<br/>She took a deep breath wobbling a little as she struggle to get a little further away from his face. She trembled a little.<br/><br/>"Why was...my father a hit?" She stumbled on her words, her head whirled.<br/>She could barely move anymore, she felt weak. She could barely hold herself up anymore. She struggled to breath easy and stay up.<br/><br/>She slowly began to lower down, her eyes closing slowly. The gun dropped out of her hand, and fell onto the lawn. Pretty soon she was no more than a unconscious heap on top of Gen's body.