Firekiss

[kotyafffsky]

The room itself differed a bit from how it was in the moment they got this apartment as their base of operations. The furniture was moved: bed stayed beside a wall, with a clear view at the entrance, the table was moved with the same manner, the cupboards were beside it, as if Andrea was ready to be sieged here. With a smart approach, or with paranoia pressing on her. Perhaps, both.

"I don't see him now."

She noted, taking a glance at the closed door, just to reassure herself in her own words.

"I hoped you would shoot me. Hard to control an unconsious body, isn't it? But zat seems worked out."

Lieutenant added, with a bit disappointed tone to her voice, as she complied to the order given: getting on her knees, with her hands behind her head.

"What now?"