I gripped my custom made pistol and aimed it at the attacker. I was used to this; I did these things all the time back at the Academy.
"I know where you are. Stop hiding and come out, it'll be easier that way." I yelled. Lesson #2 for spies: when confronted, never threaten. There was no response. I took one step, but before I could duck, I felt the incredible impact of a bullet being shot right into my chest. I shrieked before I could stop myself.
"Wasn't as easy as you thought it'd be, was it." somebody whispered before I fell into blissful unconsciousness.