Chapter 3

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James above

Emila's POV

"Holy shit she has a gun in her bag" James yelled. I looked at the gun and mumbled "shit" under my breath. I took out the gun and shot Robert. "Sorry people but if you tell them that I shot him you all are as good as 6 feet under. Okay" they all nodded. I shot him two more times in the chest to make sure he was dead. I reached down to check his pulse. No pulse. OK I'm out. I waved at the class and jumped out the window. I ran to my bike and just drove off. I didn't have my helmet but whatever. I rode to headquarters.

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