After the third gunshot, I couldn't lie to myself that things were ok. I slowly opened the door into the deal room, hoping to find a few dead buyers and Fred.
Instead I found Fred, a makeshift barricade, and a broken door to the alleyway where bullets were being introduced into the mix.
I slid to the barricade, and as I pulled my piece, I glared at Fred.
"It's cool man."
"YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME!"
"Well they couldn't fool me, see."
I stared at him.
"If we survive, I'm going to kill you."
Then a bullet removed that possibility.
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