[@King Tai]


One down and one to go For Anna, but the satisfaction of seeing the [i]suka[/i] being torched was short lived.  Right as she slid on her knees behind cover, scuffing them up something awful but ignoring the road burn, she hit the floor as another few rounds of 9mm shattered the car windshield and pelted the passenger door with a few resounding dings.  It was a back and forth between the two, the Irish fuck opening fire every moment Anna popped her little head up to volley back with her 15. 

The revving of engines and the raucous shouts of Russian curses meant the cavalry had arrived to mop up the rest of these goons.  Now all Anna had to do was keep this fucker occupied till her boys put a slug in his ass.
[b]
"ey luv...how about we settle this fairly...you come out...and we have a duel...kinda like those ridiculous western movies with those cowboys and outlaws...whaddya say lass?"[/b]

What does she say?  Did he think she was an idiot?  The moment she bolted from cover to bash his fucking teeth in, one shot, either to kill or disable, would be all he needed.  But she couldn't stay in cover longer than necessary, with him advancing slowly...and ever menacing, upon her position.  She might have no choice but to take him up on his offer.

Then....another sound....coming from...her?  It was her phone, vibrating in the pocket of her leather jacket, an audible buzz, but who the hell was texting her?  And why the fuck did they pick this time?

She hastily yanked the small iPhone out.  Of course....

/>[color=f49ac2][i]Babe where r u?!  the police r evrywr!  wats going on?![/i][/color]

Veronika....

Anna shook her head and shoved the phone back in her pocket...but dammit, she just realized that quick text distracted her.