''You are going to die but first, you'll watch your son die, knowing that you brought this all on yourself. You are selfish, wicked, and even when you know with one cock of this gun I can take your life away, you are unremorseful, ''
Catherine skidded away from the bed as she watched Nicklaus stand up; she had a gun in the drawer, she would distract him until she reached it, she was Catherine, she wasn't going to go down just like that.
''I said I'm sorry, please I beg you, I regret everything I've done, my son doesn't know anything, please don't bring him into this; '' her voice trembled as she spoke.
''You tell me, you should have thought of that when you were killing a 4-year-old who could not even hurt a fly. You looked at a four-year-old little girl and you didn't even bat an eyelid as you shot her little brains out, so don't expect me to think twice as I kill your son. He's going to die, and you're going to watch him die.''
