mad,” she blustered. To show she meant business,
Annie fired over the dumpster at them.
That made a believer out of the men.
They flattened to the ground.
Annie said, “Get going, Skinny Jake
now. I'll see you later.”
Jake did as he was told this time
and raced for the end of the alley.
Police car sirens screamed, and
strobe lights swirled against the alley wall. It hadn't taken
someone in the bakery long to call the cops when they heard shots
fired. Annie and Jake took off, knowing Big Ed wouldn't risk
another shot with cops coming down on them.
Big Ed snapped, “Stevie, you go
after that dame and off her while we keep the cops
occupied.”
Annie heard Big Ed bark the order,
but she didn't think that Jake did. At least, she hoped he didn't.
If he thought she was in danger, he might be dumb enough to try to
defend her. She was relieved when she saw him run across the street
headed for the park, going back the way they had come.
Annie headed the opposite direction,
keeping her right hand on the pistol butt in her pocket. At the end
of the block, she turned around. A man came out of the alley,
walking fast in her direction. Great! He was going to corner her
sooner or later.
Chapter 15
Annie darted into the next alley she
came to. She climbed into one of the four dumpsters lined up along
the wall, hoping the guy would go on by her.
Luckily, she'd picked a recycling
dumpster so it was half full of flatten cardboard boxes from the
appliance store. Right now as weak as she felt she was thankful to
be hiding and resting in a clean dumpster.
Annie heard fast footsteps and
panting. The man had run catch up to her when he thought he was far
enough away from the cops. He rushed past her dumpster and the
other three to the far end of the alley.
Annie lifted the lid and stuck a
finger in the crack to peek out. The guy looked both directions. He
decided she couldn't have gotten out of sight that fast. He turned
and looked to see where she could hide in the alley.
That goon was smarter than he
looked. He came back to the four dumpsters in a row. He stopped at
the one nearest him. As he took his gun out of the shoulder
holster, he slowly lifted the lid. He pointed the gun inside,
looked around and eased the lid shut.
He repeated the same procedure with
the next dumpster. As he looked in dumpster number three next to
the one she was in, Annie prepare herself for what was coming next.
She lowered the dumpster lid.
Her mind raced, already knowing
where this was leading. Her shooting at men was becoming a habit.
She didn't like being forced to do it, but the man sure meant to
kill her. That eased her conscious some as Annie resigned herself
to the fact she wouldn't be shooting to miss this time.
She squeezed herself into the corner
and eased her breathing down as she listened to the steps coming
closer. With both hands on her pistol, she pointed the gun and
waited for the lid to squeak open.
The guy eased the lid up slower than
the other three, because this was his last choice. He had it
figured this was where Annie was hiding. The gun barrel poked in
the opening. He intended to fire without looking coward that he
was.
Annie hoped because of what she was
about to do that the cops didn't come around until she was
gone.
The thug's gun barrel pointed down
into the layers of cardboard she was sitting on. His aim was a few
feet from her cowboy boots. The blast from the gun was deafening in
the close metal quarters. She had a ringing in her ears she bet
would last a month.
The guy got curious enough to see if
he hit her. That was his mistake. He slowly lifted the lid to look
inside. She eased her gun in his direction and shot him between the
eyes. He sank to the ground, never knowing what hit him.
She climbed out of the dumpster,
being careful not to step on the body or in the pool of blood
forming under his head. She raced to the end of the alley and
glanced both ways. She took a deep breath as she quickly
Annie fired over the dumpster at them.
That made a believer out of the men.
They flattened to the ground.
Annie said, “Get going, Skinny Jake
now. I'll see you later.”
Jake did as he was told this time
and raced for the end of the alley.
Police car sirens screamed, and
strobe lights swirled against the alley wall. It hadn't taken
someone in the bakery long to call the cops when they heard shots
fired. Annie and Jake took off, knowing Big Ed wouldn't risk
another shot with cops coming down on them.
Big Ed snapped, “Stevie, you go
after that dame and off her while we keep the cops
occupied.”
Annie heard Big Ed bark the order,
but she didn't think that Jake did. At least, she hoped he didn't.
If he thought she was in danger, he might be dumb enough to try to
defend her. She was relieved when she saw him run across the street
headed for the park, going back the way they had come.
Annie headed the opposite direction,
keeping her right hand on the pistol butt in her pocket. At the end
of the block, she turned around. A man came out of the alley,
walking fast in her direction. Great! He was going to corner her
sooner or later.
Chapter 15
Annie darted into the next alley she
came to. She climbed into one of the four dumpsters lined up along
the wall, hoping the guy would go on by her.
Luckily, she'd picked a recycling
dumpster so it was half full of flatten cardboard boxes from the
appliance store. Right now as weak as she felt she was thankful to
be hiding and resting in a clean dumpster.
Annie heard fast footsteps and
panting. The man had run catch up to her when he thought he was far
enough away from the cops. He rushed past her dumpster and the
other three to the far end of the alley.
Annie lifted the lid and stuck a
finger in the crack to peek out. The guy looked both directions. He
decided she couldn't have gotten out of sight that fast. He turned
and looked to see where she could hide in the alley.
That goon was smarter than he
looked. He came back to the four dumpsters in a row. He stopped at
the one nearest him. As he took his gun out of the shoulder
holster, he slowly lifted the lid. He pointed the gun inside,
looked around and eased the lid shut.
He repeated the same procedure with
the next dumpster. As he looked in dumpster number three next to
the one she was in, Annie prepare herself for what was coming next.
She lowered the dumpster lid.
Her mind raced, already knowing
where this was leading. Her shooting at men was becoming a habit.
She didn't like being forced to do it, but the man sure meant to
kill her. That eased her conscious some as Annie resigned herself
to the fact she wouldn't be shooting to miss this time.
She squeezed herself into the corner
and eased her breathing down as she listened to the steps coming
closer. With both hands on her pistol, she pointed the gun and
waited for the lid to squeak open.
The guy eased the lid up slower than
the other three, because this was his last choice. He had it
figured this was where Annie was hiding. The gun barrel poked in
the opening. He intended to fire without looking coward that he
was.
Annie hoped because of what she was
about to do that the cops didn't come around until she was
gone.
The thug's gun barrel pointed down
into the layers of cardboard she was sitting on. His aim was a few
feet from her cowboy boots. The blast from the gun was deafening in
the close metal quarters. She had a ringing in her ears she bet
would last a month.
The guy got curious enough to see if
he hit her. That was his mistake. He slowly lifted the lid to look
inside. She eased her gun in his direction and shot him between the
eyes. He sank to the ground, never knowing what hit him.
She climbed out of the dumpster,
being careful not to step on the body or in the pool of blood
forming under his head. She raced to the end of the alley and
glanced both ways. She took a deep breath as she quickly
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