A car pulled up outside the building. Alex hid behind a garbage can for cover and concealment and waited 2 see whos tepped out. Three men carrying silenced rifles stepped out fo their vehicle and walked towards the building. Alex pulled out a walkie-talie. "Guys, we've got company. be ready. i may not be able 2 handle this"
Angelina heard the cackle of static over the walkie talkie, and then Alex's voice. She made herself get out of bed. She found a pair of old blue jeans in a drawer and a black t-shirt. She pulled the jeans on and pulled her dress out from them. She buttoned them and then took off her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She pulled on the shirt and then pulled her hair back and put it in a ponytail. She then looked for a hand gun and found one. She had fired a gun a couple of times, but she didn't like it. However, she really didn't have a choice now.