“You’ll never take me alive, you bastards!” could just be
heard over the sound of gunfire.
“Wasn’t our intent!” I replied.
After a few more bullets flew through the air, the target
called out again.
“Aren’t you supposed to want me alive?”
We stopped firing as well, but kept our eyes open for
attempts to surprise us.
“We’re not the police, Barrios just told us to-“
“I’m Barrios!”
I looked at my partner.
“Prove it.”
After a moment, he raised his head slightly from behind the
bar.
I fired. Took off the top of his head.
Luckily he was lying.
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