We both heard the sirens.
She gripped the pistol tighter, while I tensed up, ready to make a last second jump if I had to, while I continued to try and talk her out of it.
"We both know what's gonna happen when they get here. They're gonna see the gun, and your skin color, and then it's all over."
She obviously understood me, because as we heard the cops pull up, she tossed me the gun and cowered.
Unfortunately, she threw it a little too early so I shot her, and then told them what they wanted to hear.
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