Snippet #2504283

I stood, thinking, staring at the ground. I was caught off guard when we moved again. I watched White Protection carefully. "F.G.A.?" I noticed something was wrong, but silently I allowed him to leave. The moment we were in the SUV I climbed into the back seat, ducking into the floor and beginning to take apart the pistol I had. "What's the F.G.A.?" I ask, continuing to work with the parts of the gun. I had an idea, but I was unsure if I had the time...or the right gun. I paused, looking up at the top of the car, thinking.

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President Leon pulled up to the fight scene. He climbed out, slamming the door. "Where is she??"
His troops slowly took a step back, no one answering the question.