Famous Last Words

Gerard's POV

I open my eyes, expecting to see Frank dead next to me, but instead I see him panting, his eyes wide open, looking behind us in shock. I turn around and see the man holding the gun. He saved us. He saved us. It's obvious who he shot. And I turn around, seeing the fresh corpse of Vanity Callister lying on the concrete with a bullet hole in her chest.
Turning back to the man who shot her, I notice he doesn't want to talk, as he's staying silent. He's pretty tall, with long black hair and a tattoo over his left eye. His muscles are practically boulders, as he towers over us. I turn from him to the corpse and back again several times. In complete shock.
"Who are you?" Frank asks.
"You're welcome." the person replies and turns to go, not before he can take a last look at Lye. She's shaking and rocking, with her hands over her ears and her eyes bolted shut. "Please, wait." I say. He sighs, like it's a nuisance, and turns around again, walking back to us. "What?" he asks. He's about 30, and his voice is deep.
"What's your name, dude?" Not the most formal way to go, but it'll be fine.
and at that moment, Lyra peeks through a half open eye, and completely opens them, taking her hands away from her ears when she sees the man. Her mouth is slightly open in surprise. A flash of recognition goes across her face as soon as she sees the tattoo on his eye and then a flash of horror, as she shuts her eyes again, like she's not even with us in reality, like she's in a whole different place.
I turn back to the man and he doesn't respond for a moment, then Frank walks over. "What's your name?" I ask again, in case he didn't hear me before.
He sighs. "Wayne Callister."

Notes

Sorry it was such a short chapter, I'm trying, here. ^_^