Lance rushed toward the office quickly but the gunfire had already ceased. He ran so fast that his long black hair appeared like a streak behind his head. His deep blue eyes were filled with concern, but he would never admit to that. He slowly pushed the door opened and sighed in relief when he spotted his best friend standing unhurt in the middle of the room surrounded by the bloodied remains of the mansion owner, Mondale’s closest men.

 

“Damn, Nick! I’ll never get used to this shit, dude. You’re fucking brutal.” Lance said as he looked at the bloodstained mass of bodies.

 

 

Nick directed his bluish gray eyes at his friend then scoffed at his friend’s words. He pushed his shoulder length blond hair away from his eyes and returned the blood stained knife to its sheath strapped to his belt.  He returned the automatic hand gun to the back of his pants and smiled wickedly as he spoke.

 

“They didn’t stand a chance.” He laughed softly before adding angrily. “What the fuck are you still doing in the house though? I could have shot you between your fucking eyes! More of these bitches will be here soon. You were supposed to be gone by now. What the hell happened?” Nick questioned his friend who inched along toward him trying not to step on any of the blood or bodies as Nick angrily kicked the bodies out of the way to make himself a path leading to the door.

 

“Damn! This shit is everywhere and my new fucking shoes…dude! It’s a…” Lance began, but Nick interrupted him.

 

“Get the fuck over it! What the hell happened? Why the fuck are YOU HERE!”  Nick snapped.

 

 

 

 

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