[ The mic clicks on with a near silent laugh, the blunt edge of amusement curling around his words several seconds later]

Do you honestly think for a moment that I won't kill you, too...?

[ A dry cough is partly lost as the transmission initiates, and the silence is steady, undisturbed for several moments until the soft sound of shifting gravel, when finally, a deep breath translates into a humorless chuckle ]

It’s not over …

[ There is the brief sound of steel scraping concrete before tapering off ]

It's not over until I say