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Alice Westen raced down the street, pushing people out of her way as she went. She turned the corner and ran into a parking lot with few cars, and even fewer people. "Crap," she muttered to herself and ducked behind a Mercedes as two bullets flew by her head. She pulled out her 45. Cal, PT 1911 Taurus and shot back over the hood. She took cover once more as her phone started to ring.
"Not a good time, Ma." She used her shoulder and head to hold the phone to her ear as she shot over the hood again, taking down one of the men pursuing her.
"Was that a gun?"
"Yeah, kind of in the middle of something."
"Are you alright, Alice? Are the police there?"
"I'm fine, ma. It's nothing. What's up?" She ducked behind the vehicle and switched out her empty clip for a fresh one.
"When are you going to be finished?"
"Hopefully soon. Why?"
"You should stop by the house. There's someone in town that is really anxious to see you."
"Is that so? Mind telling me who it is?" Alice took position over the hood and shot down her last two pursuers. She started over to the three, lying on the ground
"I want it to be a surprise. You'll come then?"
"I'll see what I can do, bye" She hung up her phone and surveyed the damage. Two of the men she'd shot were unconscious, the other began to reach for his gun, holding his wounded leg with his other hand.
"I don't think so." She used the butt of her gun to knock him out. "Thank you, gentlemen, for you cooperation," she took a folder from one of the men's attaché. "I hope to never see you again."
She perked up at the sound of sirens in the distance, took off to the other end of the parking lot and made her way back to headquarters.
"Here are the deeds to the club; signed, sealed, and delivered," she tossed the folder onto the desk of the well-dressed man in front of her.
"Very good," he nodded. Alice looked wearily at the muscle men with assault rifles placed variously around the room.
"I assume that's all for now?" She asked.
"Not quite," the man answered.