Scarlett's complexion drained as if all her blood vanished under her skin. Her eyes scanned the short message displayed on the phone's screen. Her trembling hands threatened to betray her stability, but Xander's support prevented her from falling.
"X-Xander..." she whispered, "Is he alright?" her voice shaking with fear.
"I'm not sure. It seems like we should leave now," Xander said, putting his cell phone into his coat pocket. His eyes were fixed on Scarlett. "Baby, are you done here?"
She nodded, allowing Xander to help her put on her coat. But before he could put on her shawl, she stopped him. "Wait!" She turned back to the Withers assassins and shot them.
Bang!
Bang!
She didn't give them a chance to speak, too enraged with the Withers at that moment. After confirming they were no longer moving, she turned to look at Xander.
