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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Enjoyed this. She has the last laugh. How much laughter will they have behind bars?
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Not a whole lot, I’m guessing :)
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Good’un :-)
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Love it! Great ending!
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That’ll serve them right. I bet they won’t find it so funny when the booze and dope wears off :-)
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Dear OnChi,
They were probably too stoned to care. I’d say they’re in for a helluva comedown. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Ouch, I guess they’ll have more than a headache when they wake up. Great twist.
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Oh, they messed with the wrong girl. Nice one!
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A great password.I’m almost sorry she has to arrest them. Great atmosphere and dialogue.
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