"Whatever!"
The more desperate she was, the more it meant she cared about that thing, and of course he wouldn't give it to her.
"You think I won't dare?" Jessica moved the gun to point at his shin, "How about we start with the leg?"
"Don't!" Will shouted urgently.
"Scared?" Jessica raised her lips smugly, "Then hurry up and tell me, where is it?"
"I stored it in a bank safety deposit box."
"Which bank, and where is the key?"
"The key uses fingerprint recognition, only I can open it in person."
Standing upright, Jessica grabbed his tie and pulled him up from the chair.
"You'd better not play tricks on me, or else... I might as well not want the thing and kill you instead."
Adjusting her clothes with her free hand, Jessica raised her left hand to take his arm, with the gun in her right hand pressed against his waist.
"Now take me there to get it!"
