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RONNIE took a few steps backward before turning to approach the bomb, gliding past Margo he glanced over the faces of the other men, "get ready." he stated his fingers tapping against the screen as he put in the sequence code. Watching from behind him, she could see that there was twenty minutes to get the bomb mobile, she wondered if that would be enough.
"You loaded?" Margo faced her brother at the question, she gestured to the gun resting against her skin and the fabric of her jeans, he absently nodded before turning back to the bomb, one of the men pointed at her speaking a few words in a language she didn't entirely understand, Ronnie shook his head deflecting the question from her.
Cocking her head slightly to the right, she met Stans gaze, his eyes were burning with fury, he knew what he wanted to do, and then he took into account what exactly he could do at that moment knowing that if Mitch and Annika didn't do something people were going to die, thousands of them too.
A single gunshot- followed by a scream- rang out from around the corner everyone's heads spinning to try and find the source of the sound, "we've gotta go." grabbing her by the wrist, he dragged the girl with him to the table quickly loading the bomb into the large crate he'd brought along with him, keeping her eyes trained on the entrance, she rested her hand over where she'd placed her gun in the likely case she needed it.
Ronnie noticed the action giving her a quick nod, "get that ready, we might have to fight our way out." she withdrew the weapon raising it so the barrel was level with what she knew would be someone's head if they walked through, an explosion sounded off down the tunnel heat swarming them in seconds, "shit." he mumbled, buckling shut the locks on the crate, he gently pulled on her wrist as he began to make way for the other exit; the one that led out to the docks.
It was there that they caught Annika standing in the middle of the tunnel, Ronnie trained his gun at the tanned skin of her forehead leaving Margo surprised when she dropped her weapon to the ground with zero hesitation.
She could hear something in the distance, it was so close and yet so far, her brother quickly moved so he was behind Annika his gun barrel pressed into the skin of her neck, she had both her hands raised so they were beside her head, and the odd thing was, she didn't seem all that scared.
As if she already knew her fate and had accepted it for what it was.
Tuning in- holding her breath for a short second to try and catch the sound- she listened to the just barely audible sound of boots traveling against concrete, she knew they were far closer than she'd anticipated when she heard the boots softly splash through the water at the beginning of the tunnel they'd entered.
She watched- trying her best to force her eyes to adjust under the dim light- as a figure appeared, their outline becoming clearer and clearer as they got closer.
