Chola Lokka

"I don't know shit." Viper said licking his lips.

The sound of Lokka cocking her gun echoed through the room.

"Last Chance."

Viper went to stand up, "I don't kno..."

"I wouldn't do that." Lokka warning him in a sing-song voice.

He froze, "And why not?"

She smiled, "There's a hole the wall right behind that pretty little head of yours. And through there, I have a very dear friend of mine clutching a very dear gun of his. So you can attempt to move if you want to. But I can promise there will be hot metal through you, faster than your legs can move you."

"You're fuckin' lying!" He said, searching her eyes to see if she was bluffing.

"Try me." Lokka spat out.