5
Leo
“Shoot him!” A woman shouted on the other side of the door, followed by the sound of repeated blaster fire.
I didn’t wait, setting a charge on the locked door for three seconds. Moving to the side, I closed my eyes, weapon drawn, and counted.
Three. Two. One. Long f*****g seconds.
The explosion rocked the hallway, the lights above me flickering off then back on as I burst into the room.
I took it all in with a sweeping glance.
A female—with strangely colored hair—was fighting one of the assassins.
A second assassin was dead on the ground, surrounded by four dead guards. The difference between good and bad was easy to distinguish; the guards wore identical, and familiar, uniforms, the assassins all black. Their faces were covered.
Another guard, the lone surviving one it seem
