[U]Chapter 10[/U]
There she was. The short blonde girl from Spain, Sydney thought, creeping closer to the file cabinet. What was that near her? A gun.
The girl was too busy trying to find the file, that she didn't have an eye on the weapon. Sydney took that information to her advantage, and grabbed the gun so fast that the girl didn't see it coming.
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"Shit," Vaughn heard through Erin's microphone.
"What?"
"She stole my gun," came the whispered reply.
"She's there?"
"Yeah."
"I'm coming," Vaughn replied, switching off the computer screen. He grabbed his gun and ran out of the van.
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"What do you want?" Erin asked, standing up with the file in her hands.
"The file," the woman responded.
"Well, you're not going to get it," Erin replied defiantly, getting into her fighting stance.
The woman grinned slightly, as if to say, 'Bring it on.'
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Sydney cursed as the woman punched her in the face. That's gonna leave a bruise, she thought, bringing her fist back. The gun was still in her hand, but she didn't want to take advantage of someone like that. If she had a gun, then Sydney would use it.
Suddenly, a loud bang caused them to stop. Sydney held the woman in a headlock, and she didn't loosen her grip, their backs facing the door.
"Let go of her," a male voice said, steadily.
Sydney could hear him click off the safety. He has a gun.
"I won't hesitate to use this," he said slowly.
Neither will I, Sydney thought. She spun around quickly and pulled the trigger, not even looking to see who it was.
There she was. The short blonde girl from Spain, Sydney thought, creeping closer to the file cabinet. What was that near her? A gun.
The girl was too busy trying to find the file, that she didn't have an eye on the weapon. Sydney took that information to her advantage, and grabbed the gun so fast that the girl didn't see it coming.
--
"Shit," Vaughn heard through Erin's microphone.
"What?"
"She stole my gun," came the whispered reply.
"She's there?"
"Yeah."
"I'm coming," Vaughn replied, switching off the computer screen. He grabbed his gun and ran out of the van.
--
"What do you want?" Erin asked, standing up with the file in her hands.
"The file," the woman responded.
"Well, you're not going to get it," Erin replied defiantly, getting into her fighting stance.
The woman grinned slightly, as if to say, 'Bring it on.'
--
Sydney cursed as the woman punched her in the face. That's gonna leave a bruise, she thought, bringing her fist back. The gun was still in her hand, but she didn't want to take advantage of someone like that. If she had a gun, then Sydney would use it.
Suddenly, a loud bang caused them to stop. Sydney held the woman in a headlock, and she didn't loosen her grip, their backs facing the door.
"Let go of her," a male voice said, steadily.
Sydney could hear him click off the safety. He has a gun.
"I won't hesitate to use this," he said slowly.
Neither will I, Sydney thought. She spun around quickly and pulled the trigger, not even looking to see who it was.