Shadowboxing Darting, in and out, between the cracks in the wall. She turns, suddenly, now she’s got ‘em He’s trapped, pinned against the wall. He doesn’t make a sound; he’s just waiting for her to make her move. She reaches for her belt, draws, as he does. They shoot. She sends a bullet into the wall. He stands there, a gaping hole in his chest. She turns, putting the gun back in her belt. He watches her walk away, vanishes with her, as she leaves the room. |