There was little hesitation between the time it took for Karl to aim the barrel at his head, feel the similar cold press of metal against his equally cold skin, and hear the definitive, yet hollow click of the hammer striking as the trigger was depressed.
Not once did his eyes leave his sister's, Karl's eyes stoic and void of all human feeling. His turn passed, he mechanically removed it from his head, placed it on the table and slid it towards Alex.