[It was simple precaution, she'd say, that made her insist he get in first. If he had, she'd have known it was at least an elaborate trap and not a simple one. But she is nearly pushed into the car, and the tense way he moves to the driver's seat tells her that his threat had not been an idle one. It spurs her to action, to tucking her feet into the car and slamming its door shut as he revs the engine.
She peers through the back windshield, though its tint makes it hard to see.]
Coming from a sniper, I'd say that was a compliment.
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She peers through the back windshield, though its tint makes it hard to see.]
Coming from a sniper, I'd say that was a compliment.