A few moments pass and Fiona leaves the cover of the limo, holstering the .45 and picking up one of the discarded shotguns, using her full body weight to cycle it. Better than sex, she thinks, stepping out of the lights again, circling back around.
One of the thugs is shouting Ramon's name into the dark, making some extremely unflattering allegations. She doesn't even lift the weapon to her shoulder, just fires from the hip, taking him square between the shoulders.
One of the other men close from behind her, his pistol pointed at her temple. She turns and gives him a long suffering look. She doesn't even drop the shotgun, just takes the pistol and breaks his wrist in the process. He goes down screaming and she shuts him up with a blow to the temple.
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One of the thugs is shouting Ramon's name into the dark, making some extremely unflattering allegations. She doesn't even lift the weapon to her shoulder, just fires from the hip, taking him square between the shoulders.
One of the other men close from behind her, his pistol pointed at her temple. She turns and gives him a long suffering look. She doesn't even drop the shotgun, just takes the pistol and breaks his wrist in the process. He goes down screaming and she shuts him up with a blow to the temple.