09-13-2012, 03:47 AM
Just her luck. The police officer turned around and looked down their alley. The flashlight was near blinding, and with a quick reaction she raised her arm and shaded her eyes. He was getting closer, and she knew it was too late to make a mad dash for it. It was within the blink of an eye, she felt a warm rush sweep past her before watching as the police officer's gun flew out of his hand with a loose shot, before dying by what sounded like a gunshot. She felt her jaw drop, and stood there for a second more than she should've before she quickly backed away from the corpse. She nearly stumbled over Lewis, before gaining back her balance.
As the limo pulled up, all she could muster was to look up at the driver. What was she supposed to do again? She glanced at the body, she didn't want to end up like that. Standing there sounded good.
When Lewis ordered her to get in the car, everything started to function and reality came back to her. She could feel air circulating through her lungs again. She didn't question. She didn't argue. She quickly got into the back of the limo and sat down.
She stared at the floor for the longest time, her tongue touching her dried lips as a nervous habit as her brain tried to process everything that had happened. She closed her mouth before she opened it again. What had happened? She walked into the bar... she stopped there. "Heh.....hahahahaha. HAHAHAHA! What a terrible joke. HAHAHAHAHAHA! What a f**king terrible joke." She laughed.
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