Seth came out of the kitchen, and stopped short when he saw Rafael pointing the gun on their witness. "What the Hell are you doing Mr. Ojeda?" He asked calmly, as he drew his pistol and pointed it at Rafael. 

"If you shoot me, I will still be able to shoot her," pointed out Rafael. "Now drop your firearm."

"I don't think so." Seth aimed down the barrel of his pistol, ready to take the shot. There was little choice. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the the sound of wood splintering, as the door swung inwards.