Anya and the other family members, with Val, waited in the hallway outside the room. There may have been some betting going on about whether or not Natasha would shoot Tony. Surprisingly enough there was no sound of a gun being fired coming from the room. Though there were such things as silencers.
Anya paced. She never did like waiting and patience was something she didn't have much of.
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