Her hands were shaking as she held the gun in front of her, the way Judas had showed her. She tried to step softly on the cold concrete floor, but the big metal building echoed even the slightest noises.
She had been with Judas for two weeks now and when he realized she wasn't going to break and run away, he'd sent her in here alone. The door slammed behind her and she spun firing two quick shots, the man fell to the floor and she swallowed past the lump in her throat, how many people were in here? She'd shot five already.
Her palms were sweaty making holding the gun difficult, her arms shook, she blinked as sweat trickled down her forehead into her eyes making hem sting. Her hair was in a ponytail but a loose piece clung to her face, she wanted to push it aside but was afraid to lower
