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"Listen... why don't you put the gun down, so we can talk?" The gentleman's voice cut through the tension, his words measured and calm. Tyler's grip on the pistol tightened, his finger hovering over the trigger. He didn't want to talk, didn't want to listen. He just wanted to get out of there, to escape the danger that seemed to be closing in around him.

But as he looked into the stranger's eyes, he saw something there that gave him pause. A glimmer of understanding, a hint of empathy. And then, like a flash of lightning, a picture of Adriana crossed his mind. His wife, lying in the hospital bed, her eyes shut, a mask covering her face. He remembered the fear he had felt, the helplessness.

Tyler's heart was racing, his survival instincts screaming at him to bolt, to get out of there as fast as he could. But something else held him frozen. A sense of pride, maybe, or a refusal to back down. He didn't want to be a coward, didn't want to show fear in front of this stranger, whoever he wa