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Knowing I had mere seconds before the person on the stairs realized someone was in here, I began to pull open all the drawers for something I could use to defend myself.

In the bottom of a dresser beneath some t-shirts, I found a heavy black handgun.

I pulled the clip and saw three bullets. There weren’t any other casings nearby, but this was better than nothing.

I flicked the safety off and tested the weight of it in my sweaty hand.

When the doorknob jiggled, my stomach dropped. Swallowing the excess saliva in my mouth, I turned around and expelled a deep breath.

Adrenaline coursed through my veins and caused my hands to shake. I did my best to hold steady and aimed the gun right at the door.

“Up here!” a man yelled a split second before kicking the door in.

I jumped slightly as wood splintered, causing me to pull the trigger.

“What the fuck?” the man yelled, grabbing the side of the neck where the bullet grazed him.

I gritted my teeth as my ears rang and fired again, this time hitting him in his stomach.

He placed his hand over the wound and hunched over slightly. His black shirt prevented me fr

om seeing the blood, but his hand was quickly becoming red.

Hearing footsteps running up behind him, I ran forward and shoved him out of my way.

He fell into the doorframe, still clutching his middle as blood ran freely from the wound in his neck, right over his Venom tattoo.

I didn’t feel even a little bad about it.

Facing the woman who had just reached the top of the stairs, I aimed and fired my last bullet.

She dodged it, barely, and came rushing at me.

“Ah!” I cried out as she tackled me to the floor.

We landed in a heap. The air was knocked out of my lungs, and my head bounced off the hardwood. The gun fell from my hand as we struggled.

Getting a good look at the woman beside me, I recognized her from the prison.

She recovered before I did, bouncing to her feet with the agility of a cat, and moving to stand over me.

“You’ve been a real pain in the ass,” she sneered.

I didn’t acknowledge that ridiculousness with a response; instead, I did the only think I could think of and swung the toe of my boot into her pussy.

She hissed in pain and took one step backward. That’s all she was able to do. Her head jerked and the tip of a knife popped out of her throat.

I gasped as Cobra made an animalistic growl and twisted the blade to the side, widening the wound before pulling the knife from the back of her neck.

She released a whoosh of air and blood sprayed out, coating the walls. I scrambled out of the way as fast I could, but it was impossible to dodge the mass of fluid.

I felt it on my face and running between my breasts.

“You good?” Cobra asked nonchalantly, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him. His hand was sticky and there were bloodstains on his face.

“Yes,” I breathed, relief coursing through me seeing he was okay.

“Fuckin A, babe. We gotta go now,” he kept hold of my hand and pulled me with him down the stairs.

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