She crept forward, back against the wall, gun faced up, held in both hands. The light blinded her.
When she finally made it to the end, she saw 5 guys, sitting around smoking dope and drinking beer.
“Why the hell didn’t you answer me when I yelled out to you!” She was furious!
“You mean when you yelled out ‘Police!'” Andy chuckled mirthfully. “That’s our password!” He rolled on the floor, holding his stomach laughing so hard he could hardly breathe.
“Think you’re real cards don’t you? Laugh at this, funny guy,” she grumbled as she cuffed them.
== 99 words ==
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