song_tra_bong: (sweetheart of the song tra bong)
Mary Anne Bell ([personal profile] song_tra_bong) wrote 2008-03-01 10:25 pm (UTC)

There is a moment when everything is perfectly clear to her.

Anton's jaw clenches as he understands perfectly well that he's been had. He probably thinks they threw the first game on purpose, Mary Anne suspects. She watches his grip on the pool cue change, shifting to make it a weapon.

Kostya's eyes widen and for the first time he looks more at the gun in her waistband than her ass just below it. Mary Anne gives him an apologetic sort of smile.

She hears the two goons on the wall behind her start to shift their weight; she wastes a moment wondering just where Ramon put his machine gun, but then dismisses it. It will be somewhere he can reach, and beyond that, he's plenty well armed.

The two suits in the corner lift their heads, paying attention to the group by the pool table for the first time. The waitress catches a hint of the tension in the air and runs into the back room, the door slamming shut behind her.

And then all hell breaks loose.

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