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    crossing lines for maura

    Story written on July 14, 2012 by mauraandapriest-NEVER.
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    It only took her about forty minutes to reach the little east side cantina that Doyle had told her to go to. Here was the point of no return. The outside door was being watched by a young Latino man. Perhaps 22 or 23. Without breaking stride Jane came upon him from her right side

    It only took her about forty minutes to reach the little east side cantina that Doyle had told her to go to.

    Here was the point of no return. The outside door was being watched by a young Latino man. Perhaps 22 or 23. Without breaking stride Jane came upon him from her right side and looped arms with the suddenly shocked man.

    In her left blazer pocket her backup snub nose revolver, earlier retrieved from her car was pushed up against the man’s ribs as Jane leaned into his body. The clinical click of the hammer being pulled echoed ominously causing the young man’s face to take on a comically horrified expression. He seemed to chock on air for a moment before Jane began to speak in a low whisper.

    ”Don’t do anything stupid and I won’t have to splatter your guts across the wall or onto my new boots, okay?” Jane whispered in his ear. The cruel mockery of what to anyone watching was a lovers embrace was further perverted by the menacing shove of the gun into his gut.

    Mutely like a fish out of water the man nodded. The colour having long since drained from his face.

    ”Now then, I’m going to guess that bulge in your pants ain’t cause you’re happy to see me.” Jane keeping up the act of a lusting couple, purred in his ear as her hand slipped from his arm to rub suggestively down the front of his shirt before dipping into his pants to retrieve a shiny nickel plated 9mm. Jane slid the gun into the back of her slacks.

    ”I’ll be keeping that. Now we are gonna walk into the Cantina nice and slow. You move in any direction other than where I lead or try to signal your friends and I’ll paint the walls with reddish brown stains.” Jane mocked as she re-looped her arm into his like a lover.

    ”You stupid chica, you know where t’you at? You dead gringa!” The young man having regained some of his ego whispered harshly.

    Jane chuckled coldly with a slightly savage grin. ”I expect nothing less, but if you play along you might live.”

    The young man’s eyes widened and he began walking into the cantina as Jane pulled him forward.

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