Rigged ▪▫▪ Martin Riggs

The Selves Created

Riggs could feel the woman seething next to him, "Calm down buttercup." Riggs grumbled in annoyance, "He said calm the fuck down." Donny snickered. Angela's eyes thinned into a glare. Riggs, gave a slow nod and looked up to Donny. "Alright." he whispered, locking Donny in place with his gaze "But do me one favor?" asked Riggs.

A steady hand reached out and grabbed the barrel of the shot gun, Riggs pulled it to rest in the middle of his forehead, "Don't miss" he said. Angela looked between the robbers and the Cop.

Outside the Roger, the police, and SWAT were getting into position to raid the building. The idea of a bomb rushed through Roger's mind like a roundabout. However, this is the job he loved, and those people are who we swore to protect, "and those idiots got your little sister...and mom would skin my backside if she knew." Roger thought to himself laughing inwardly.

"We're ready to move in" A SWAT member said. Roger nodded "good, on me then." Roger said.

Angela closed her eyes and focused on her breathing as she listed to the cop star to count, "One," he said, Donny shifted his weight from foot to foot, his hands becoming sweaty. No, he wasn't sure about this he would have to hope that after killing the cop that they would hold to the deal and trade for the rest of the hostages. If they did he and his crew would be up the river.

"Two" Riggs said, Angela slipped her hand to her gun.

"Three" a thought shared by Roger, Riggs, and Angela, formed in Riggs words. Riggs gripped the barrel of Donny's shot gun and got to his feet, pointing it at the ceiling before the dismayed man could fire the shot.

Angela pulled her trigger, lodging a bullet into Lowe's shin, turning she fired again at Jake's hand making him drop the unpressed button. Though after her shots came two more and Angela saw Jake drop, a clean hole in the center of his head, and a plume of pink across the glass wall of the tellers counter.

"No!" Angela gasped, her eyes wide, she turned quickly, to find Lowe dead on the ground as well. Riggs had Donny on his back on the ground and aimed the shot gun as Donny's face.

"Stand down!" Angela shouted running to them, she yanked Riggs away by the back of his shirt and stood over Donny, aiming her gun to Riggs shoulder. "These guys were gonna blow up every one of these people in here." Riggs said with a scowl. "Yeah, and you killed two of them. Death is easy - they needed to be locked away." Angela said. "Living can be the same as suffering." she added.

Angela looked the cop before her over as his eyes shied away, "and your stupid ass knows it. I will see you badge it taken for this." She said. Riggs never moved the gun's aim from Donny, and focused his eyes on him. 

"And who are you to make such a call, I was here. You're a former SEAL, Buttercup." Riggs said with lazy sneer.

Taking one hand, Angela reached into her inner pocket of her jacket and pulled out a badge. "FBI field agent Murtaugh." She said. 

Riggs sneer fell, and he directed his glare to Donny, "yeah - Yeah you gotta do as she says!" Donny called. "Alright everyone, the situation is under control! Please evacuate the building the police have it surrounded you will be safe!" Angela called out.

The hostages hopped up and quickly fled. "I hope your brothers not as big a show horse as you are..." Riggs murmured.

Angela rolled her eyes and ignored him, reaching down she tried to get Donny to his feet, Riggs kept his aim steady. "Thanks for that," Donny said with a bitter smile, as Angela went to speak she heard a soft flipping echo,  she stepped back but Donny's knife managed to cut her across her stomach.