MAXINE

ALEXANDER'S STANDPOINT 

Bullets kept raining into the building and Jeremy laid still on the ground, not moving. 

"Jeremy, you better get your ass up, I'm not dying here with you!" I yelled, covering my head but there was no response from him. 

He can't possibly be dead. 

I looked around, looking for something to use as a shield but I could find nothing except a tray on the table. 

I peeped above the table and saw the sniper lights moving around. There were three hit men and I needed something to distract all three to get to Jeremy. 

I picked the tray and drew out two books. They were not reliable but they will have to make do. 

"You better not be dead Jeremy!" I threw the tray up and a bullet shattered it to pieces. I used that moment of distraction to make a run for it. 

I threw the two books, covering my head as bullets rained into the building.