Sunday, September 20, 2015

100 Words a Day 700

The guard leveled his gun and began firing short bursts at the car. Kyla dove to the ground behind it. She pulled her handgun and shot the man in the foot. He went down cursing and the staccato of fire ceased. She advanced towards guard, who went for his weapon when he noticed her. He was not fast enough unfortunately, and she shot him several times in the chest. He ceased moving. She holstered her gun and picked up the guard’s. Sufficiently armed, she kicked the door open and entered the building. The foyer was empty. No one was home.

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