Saving Her From Afar

The woman on the floor clutches the red and white cooler closer to her chest. A gun points at her head with a steady finger on the trigger; the man holding the gun is numb to the woman's pleas. He has lived the life of a mercenary and thief too long to care.

"Please...don't," begs the woman. Whatever reason she is about to give to spare her is worthless to him. He has heard it all - their children, their spouse, the amount of money they'll give in return for sparing them. None of those will work; there is only one thing he cares about in life.

"It's for a kid, a little girl. She'll die without it."

That is when her arms shifts slowly, revealing "Human Organ For Transplant."

For the first time in his life, he hesitates; he didn't know what he was sent to retrieve.

"I have a picture." The woman slowly reaches for her pocket and pulls out a photo. At seeing it, the man drops his gun.

"Go." The woman runs away, free to take the heart that will save the man's little girl.