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Game Over

As George was momentarily distracted by the crash that had come from the other room, Zoe kicked backwards and upwards, hitting him right where it hurt. As he started to double over she kicked up a bit higher and harder, hitting him right in the stomach and sending him to the floor.

Zoe flexed the arm that had been behind her back. No lasting damage. George started to crawl back up off the floor. “Big mistake” he hissed, and lunged for her. Zoe side stepped as he dove at her, arms outstretched. “I think you missed” she said. She reached into her skirt and pulled out a pistol. He was turning round as she pointed the gun in his face.

“Game over” she said. She whistled once, low and loud and the door burst open as 10 armed guards entered the room. “He’s all yours boys” she said when all guns were pointed at him. She walked over to the door. “Pity,” she said turning back, “We were going to have so much fun!”

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