As he went to shoot me, I thrust forward with the broken umbrella, piercing his heart with it.
He dropped the gun, and lacked the ability to pick it up, as he felt himself taking his last breaths.
Instead, he managed to pull off his sunglasses and held them out to me.
"Given to me by my first true kill..."
He died. I took the sunglasses, and went to put them on when I saw the small bomb hidden inside it, so I passed it out the window where it exploded harmlessly.
I'd have told him off, but you know.
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