Sandy
glanced at the wall in panic. She turned to crawl under the bed.
Instead, she bumped her head painfully against the solid bottom of
the queen-size bed. There was no space for her to crawl under, not
even if she were the size of a mouse.
Well, if
she were a mouse, she would be a harder target to hit. She could
scamper out the door to safety. How she wished she were a... That Was Not The Time For Her Mind To Wander!
Sandy saw a person appear above the bed. As he stepped around the
bed towards her, he raised his pistol.
Sandy
stared at the silencer of the pistol. Oh god, oh god, she was going
to die, she was going to die!
Suddenly,
the man turned and shot in the direction of the window. There was a
light bump on the floor on the other side of the bed. The man ducked
as a pair of flat metal objects flew past where his neck had been and
embedded themselves in the wall. He raised his gun and fired again.
Then the
dark shape of a slight person appeared beside the man and knocked the gun
out of his hand. The newcomer hit the man hard on the side of his
head with a cylindrical object in her hand, then once more on the
back of his head when the man bent over. The first intruder crumpled
to the ground.
"Sandy?"
the second person called.
Sandy
recognized Selina's voice. She peeked out above the bed.
The
newcomer slipped her weapon into one of
her long sleeves. She was about Selina's size.
"Come
on, Sandy, let's go. It isn't safe here." Selina kicked the gun
into the corner.
Sandy
rose to her feet. Gunfire could still be heard from the front of the
room.
"Out
the window," Selina urged. With gloved hands, she pulled out
what appeared to be pieces of metal the shape of stars from the wall.
She was wearing a beanie over her short hair and a light raincoat
over dark clothes. She did not have her glasses. The tall girl paused
to retrieve something small from the desk before following Sandy out
the window.
Outside,
the girls made their way across the backyard under the rain. Again
Selina paused to pull something from one of the bushes. The item she
took looked like a little box attached to a length of wire. Then she
helped Sandy climb over the back fence.
The
house at the back was occupied. The light at the front porch was on.
Selina
led Sandy round the house, crouching low and to the shadows. Once
they were on the sidewalk of the street beyond the house, the girls
started walking normally, though in a hurry, as pedestrians would
when caught in the rain.
Gunshots
could still be heard, though as little snaps at their distance.
Sandy
followed barefooted beside Selina, half-running to keep up with her
friend's brisk pace. She pulled her wet T-shirt over the private
place between her legs with both hands.
"Why
are you walking like that?" Selina asked.
"I
don't have any panties on." Or pants.
"You'll
draw more attention to that fact if you walk like that," Selina
advised.
Feeling
a little self-conscious, Sandy tried walking with her hands by her
sides.
Selina
led her up to a small house a short distance along the street. A red
car was parked in the driveway. The tall girl unlocked the front door
of the house. In the living room, she picked up a green duffel bag
and a brown leather travel bag.
Standing
at the front door, Sandy shivered. "Can I change into
something?" Sandy asked, "I'm wet and cold."
"No
time," Selina told her. She passed her the green bag. "You
can change in the car."
Selina
led Sandy to the car on the driveway. It was the same one that Sandy
had seen Selina drive before.
"Get
in the back," Selina ordered Sandy.
Sandy
obeyed.
Selina
got in the driver's place and dumped her bag on the passenger seat.
She started the engine and drove.
"You'll
find some clothes and shoes in your bag," Selina told her, "You
can get changed."
There
was enough space in the back seat for Sandy to change out of her wet
T-shirt. "Where are we going?" Sandy asked once she was
dressed in a dry pair of sweats. She had also found a hand towel to
dry her hair with.
"I'm
going to hide you for a while."
"Won't
I be safe with the police?"
"The
people after you are good. They've found where the police were
hiding you." After a pause, Selina added, "Also, the police
weren't doing a good job. That house wasn't very safe if someone
could just shoot you from the bedroom window."
Sandy
felt a chill down her spine that was not from the cold. If she had
not seen that assassin raise the gun earlier, she could have been
dead.
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