What had that been that had darted in front of her car? Another sudden movement caught her eye, this time a second figure following closely behind the first, the metal of a gun glittered in his hand. Lulu blinked. And blinked again.
Was it a gun? She couldn't be sure. The outline of a man, a definite form, stood in the beam of her lights. He was not paying her mind. The gun in his hand was poised in midair. He pointed it, like a missile being being sent, and discharged the bullets at the dark-clad figure. Three shots rang out in quick succession, breaking the stillness of the night.
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