A Life Left Behind.

[Tactical Nightmare]

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[color=#000000] Angelina pulled the trigger.

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[color=#000000] Keel pulled the trigger.

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[color=#000000] Zimmerman pulled the trigger.




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[color=#000000] Tobias opened his eyes.




[color=#000000] Zimmerman's left eye was gone, And he was slowly falling backwards, the bullet from Tobias's pistol going wide, Punching a hole in the wallpaper. Zimmerman hit the floor with a resounding THUD. At the same time that a second man pushed the kitchen door open by falling though it, a hole in his chest. The open door framed John Keel, Lowering the SMG.

[color=#000000] John keel stepped on the body in the doorway. “[color=#00ae00]God son, You know how damn hard you are to find?”

[color=#000000] Tobias cursed hoarsely. “[color=#198a8a]You cut it pretty bloody close, Mate.”




[color=#000000] Keel cut the chains holding tobias to the chair. Tobias stood up, Stretching his arms and groaning.

[color=#000000] “[color=#00ae00]Do me a favor and wave out the window, will ya, lad?” Said Keel.

[color=#000000] Tobias did so, watching an indistinct shadow wave back. “[color=#198a8a]Your sniper's good, where'd you find him?”

[color=#000000] Keel looked up from where he was, Planting a bomb on Zimmerman's body. “[color=#00ae00]That was Angelina.”
“[color=#198a8a]What?!” Asked Tobias, spinning around. “Where did she learn to shoot like that?!”

Keel gave him a look. “[color=#00ae00]From you, of course.”

[color=#000000] Tobias looked puzzled. “[color=#198a8a]I never taught her to fire a rifle.”
Keel stopped, stood up and smiled. “[color=#00ae00]Damn. She's devious. She had me convinced that you had. If she'd been on our team when we were in the business....”

“[color=#198a8a]I wouldn't wish that life on anyone.” Said Tobias. “[color=#198a8a]That's why I've left it behind.”

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