Her hand moved with lethal speed. The gun pressed firmly against his waist before he could even register the motion, cold metal digging into his side.
"I don't mind wasting a bullet," she said quietly, her eyes locked on his with absolute calm.
Fear replaced his confidence in an instant. "I'm sorry… I didn't...."
The doors opened.
He bolted from the elevator like a frightened animal.
Daniella lowered the gun with the same unruffled composure and continued her ascent.
When the doors opened on the tenth floor, the chaotic energy of the casino below vanished entirely, replaced by a thick, controlled silence that felt infinitely more dangerous.
She tapped her earpiece lightly. "Everything is fine. Stay alert. Inform me immediately of any changes."
A brief confirmation crackled back.
