Silent And Deadly

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Which fucking building did she leave that fucking backpack?!

Athena was not being the smartest person at the moment. She always hated horror movies on how the innocent girl would run to a location where she had no escape. Like a roof top.

And now she was being that stupid girl, seeing as she ran up about seven flights of stairs with anger mobsters on her tail.

She had found the Miami drug dealers. They were all in one space. Which should have been a red flag. Maybe Athena was colorblind at this point.

So she walked strat in and started shooting people. You know, normal Tuesday things.

But seeing as the whole mob was their to celebrate a wedding. She wasn't welcomed very much.

You see, Douglas Johnson the head or something over the men. Was marrying the love of his life. A dirty lawyer that kept most of Johnson's men out of jail.

Athena didn't really feel bad for killing her.

Then; however, she did have about fifty grown ass men turning their guns on her.

And now she was on top of the building trying to find her backpack. That had fucking Cupola in it. And all her other weapons.

She didn't come prepared for all of them to be there. That was her first mistake.

Her second mistake was freezing when she realized she crashed a wedding. That got her shot in the arm.

Luckily not her dominant arm, so she was still able to kill atleast half the men with the four rounds of bullets she had.

She really didn't come prepared.

The cold air slapped her in the face when she finally pushed open the roof top door. The yells and curses of the other 25 men running after her went quiet when she slammed the door shut.

She had about fifteen minutes to figure out how to get to whatever rooftop she left Cupola. At least he was a good cat and stayed in the place she left him.

She looked down as her arm started to sting. There was too much blood. Why was she so unprepared?

Oh becuase you were daydreaming Matreo Rossi's naked ass begging you to forgive you. You fucking slut.

It was a moment of weakness.

Matto Rossi deserved to beg for his life.

She shook her head. She need to find her bag. She had medical supplies in there. She could fix up her bleeding arm.

She didn't know exactly where she had been shot, she really didn't feel the pain. All she knows is that now it hurts like a bitch. And she's bleeding to much.

She scanned the roof tops. This hotel building had the tallest roof. She really had no plan of escape. But she would figure it out.

Hopefully before she was shot again.

It wasn't like the movies were their was a broken pipe she could shove through the door handle. She just had to hope she could find Cupola before those men got up here.

Her fifteen minutes turned to five. She was light headed. But she found the building. And of course it was the forest one down.

With her blood loss the drop looked farther than it truly was.

"Motherfucker!" A man slammed through the metal door of the roof top.

Guess you didn't have fifteen minutes idiot.