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I rested my head against the wall of the escalator as the heavy feeling in my gut tightened the knots of adrenaline that pooled in my blood. The sudden ding of the system made my grip around the hot metal of my recently used gun. The door slid apart I came face to face with a man who was probably one of the goons in the squad. He launched at me with such a velocity that I almost hit myself against the edge of the metallic doors thus resulting into a wound that formed on the back of my palm. But the gun in my other hand was rested so close to his skin that I didn't even see the mouth of the gun that bored onto his skin. I pulled the trigger anyway. But before I could head out another goon out of nowhere was seen on its way onto me. I bent …show more content…

After checking each room I silently strode towards the last room which I hoped faced the road directly. I glanced one last time behind me and entered the room in a swift motion. Only to be greeted by another voice. "Looking for something, Miss?" I was as dumbfounded as he was. Or at least he looked like he was. I am sure he wasn't expecting me as I wasn't expecting him too. We were just a metre away separated by a table between us. "Fuck" I cursed. He must be here for the same thing as me. Noticing the pen drive attached to the laptop I looked around only to find dead bodies of another goons. Surprise, surprise. For a moment we were both rooted to our places and the other I was leaping over the table, sliding on the surface of the said table and landed to side where he was standing just to knock him down using the elbow trick they taught us whilst training. He crashed against the ceramic wall taking me down with him. To his advantage my right shoulder was just a kick away from his boots and so he did that. But to my advantage I was a left-handed person. And it took quite an effort to take out my knife but didn't even felt like a second before I slid the knife on his ankle. He was just fast enough to dodge it quite well. Bloody hell, he was a competition. I heard someone knocking the door down there was only one thing I could think of. So I followed my flight instinct, grabbed the rope (which my dear competitor might have brought), skipped it

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