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    Pull the Trigger

    And it was only after the first 10 or so slashes that Shane realized Morales was carving something into her.

    Death is out to get me…

    Shane stared down at the bloodied letters that were carved into her skin by knife.

    Louis Morales grinned and put the knife down on the floor, his first mistake, as he looked at his handy work.

    “Nice piece of art, don’t you think?” he asked,

    The 23 year old narrowed her eyes and spat in his face, something she never thought she’d do.

    Morales stood up hastily, his second mistake, forgetting the knife, anger shining in his eyes. Marcus tied her hands together once more with what was left of the ropes and gave a swift kick to her face once more. 

    “Leave them” Morales muttered as he turned to Luca who was still crawling over to his friend. 

    “Pathetic” he scoffed at them.

    The third and final mistake was not killing them because Shane had already worked a way out to get them out of there.

    The door slammed close and the only noise was that of Luca and his clothes scraping against the cold floor. He finally reached Shane who was grinning now.

    “We just found our way out” she told him.

    Shane uncovered the knife that she was hiding under her body when Morales put it down. The brunette picked it up with one hand and cut the ropes loosed from her feet and did Luca’s all the while he stared at her blood soaked arm.

    “Stop staring Luca, cut the ropes first” her voice was calm, she knew he was genuinely concerned about her.

    Her friend did as he was told when he pulled his shirt off and ripped them into shreds, tying them around her arm.

    “I’ll get him back Shane” he told her.

    “Not now” she said,

    “We have to get outta here first. Revenge comes later”

    The two limped over to the stairs, supporting one another when they heard voices just outside the door.

    “Quick, get the knife off them” they said.

    Morales must’ve realized the costly mistake.

    Shane and Luca hid behind the stairs, covered in darkness when the door opened, the light shining in.

    Luca watched as the first pair of shoes passed, but when the second one came into view, he reached his hand through the wooden stairs and pulled them back. There was a small yell as the man toppled down the stairs, knocking the first man over and they landed at the base of the stairs, unmoving. Shane moved as fast as her body allowed and took their guns from their waist, checking for any spare clips, which she found in the back pocket. She threw a gun at Luca, which he caught with ease and they made their way upstairs carefully.

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