(Got it )
Kaalee sighed and went back upstairs and answered her ringing phone.
"Get out." Were the only two words spoken and she grabbed her duffelbag. She slung it over her shoulder before her door was kicked down. She dove for the ground as he shot at her and then she grabbed his leg before he got another round off. She pulled his leg up, sending him to the ground and grabbed his gun, shooting him in the face. 3 rounds gone, 3 rounds left and she didn't know how many more guys there were.
"God fucking damn it!" She swore before going to the stairs and quickly descending them, shooting another one in.the head and taking his gun. She put the old gun in the waist of her jeans. She quickly descended the rest of the stairs and left the building. She went to a radioshack across the street and bought a burn phone.
"I know it's you, you mother fucker. What the hell do you want?" She spat into the phone and he just laughed.
"I want a trade." He said calmly and she said a slew of swear words not suitable for young ears.
"And what the hell could you offer me?" She hissed, going to the nearest busstop.
"You're little friend that you helped yesturday? Yeah...I'm currently hosting him. I figure you want him alive so come meet me at the 'house, I'm sure it will be worth your while." He said before hanging up. She threw the phone in the trash and hailed a taxi. She got dropped off at the warehouse and knocked three times on the large door.