Try To Escape
[Denali’s POV]
Fear rushes through me as I continue to stare the two men down. Despite being worried for myself, I was also extremely worried about Marty, who had yet to show up.
“Put the weapon down,” one of the men announces, cocking his gun. “Otherwise we will be forced to use force.”
Put my weapon down. Was he out of his mind? Did he think I would simply go along with whatever it was that they were planning? I simply needed to keep them occupied until Rosco returned or Marty managed to stop the ones still in the living room.
“Use all the force you need to,” I respond, holding up my weapon.
Smirking, the man moves forward, attempting to hit me with his gun, only for me to dodge and then rush toward the kitchen’s exit. I only manage to reach the doorway before my hair is grabbed.