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“You okay?” he asked.
“No. He shot me before you killed him.”
“Okay. Just hold on. We will be back for you.”
Seige backed out of the room.
Click. A light switch was flipped in the last bedroom. Seige
crawled in and immediately pointed to a man sitting wedged in a corner to his right.
“How about you, everything okay?”
“Thank God for the good guys! I’m doing fine,” said the man pointing toward the closet on the opposite end of the room.
“Okay, come on out with your hands up!” Seige said aiming chest high at the closet.
The closet door opened slowly revealing a man shivering with his hands up. At the same time the man in the corner grabbed a hidden gun from his lap.
Bang! Bang! Quincy’s gun overlaid the Oriental wallpaper with the contents of the man’s head, as he covered Seige.
“Don’t worry about it boss. I thought he was a hostage too,” Quincy remarked.
Seige turned towards the headless guard then turned back towards the man exiting the closet.
“I . . . I . . . I’m a hostage,” the man said stuttering.
“Lie down and crawl over here,” Seige growled. “Stay here until I tell you to move,” he said, before turning towards Quincy who simply shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s clear except for the kitchen!” Seige shouted.
He and Quincy turned to crawl toward the kitchen when a man bolted from behind the door.
“Freeze, or its over,” Quincy shouted.
The man stopped, dropped his gun and said, “Don’t shoot!” “Okay, guys it’s clear! You can come in now!” Seige hollered.
“Quincy, how did you know the last one you killed, was dirty?” “I didn’t,” I was just covering you.”
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