he noticed the gunfire had been chasing them, the sound from its bursting chambers nearing them with every passing second.
“Hey! We have to get out of here.” Jake said to Kirin as he blocked the window with his small frame.
“No,” he refused. “Tell me now.”
“Hey!” Lee said panicking. “This is not a game, let us go.”
“Then tell me what you did with the almond.” He demanded, unmoved by the gravity of the situation.
“Who cares?!” Lee said tensing up as he looked behind him at the door as the shootout drew closer to them.
“I care, now tell me.” Kirin said with a steadfastness mirroring the same stubbornness he would show when investigating cases for murder.
“C’mon,” Jake said turning to Lee, realizing Kirin would not break. “Just tell him something so we can go.”
“Forget about him!” Lee said charging towards Kirin, as he did—Kirin planted the edge of his elbow onto the nose of Lee, smacking him backwards as he yelled out in pain.
“Ow!!” Lee groaned. “What was that for?!”
“I said tell me.” Kirin continued as the gunfire rang out even louder, coming along with the screams and shouts of its wielders. Lee, noticing the unchanging expression on Kirin’s determined face, gave in.
“Alright, I’ll tell you.” He said nervously looking behind him as he held his bloody nose. “I sold them.”
“To who?”
“To whomever. Now let’s go.” He said anxiously.
“Just tell me! Who?”
“Some rich cook from the High-End Sector, it’s like some aphrodisiac or something, I don’t know. I got a pretty good amount of coin too.” He smiled through the blood dripping down his mouth. “Happy now? Now let’s go.”
Kirin moved to the side. “Go.”
Lee rushed ahead and hurried down the fire escape while Jake followed, but as he hurried himself down, he looked up to see Kirin standing still inside the building.
“Hey,” he shouted out to Kirin. “Aren’t you coming?”
Kirin turned and smiled at Jake deviously. “You go on ahead, I have an idea.”
Noticing his devilish eyes, Jake felt he should heed his words and hurry down.
Kirin still inside, waited until the gunfire had reached the door, revealing the bouncers, bloodied and injured as they struggled to shoot their guns while entering the room.
“Stop firing!” Kirin shouted, immediately grabbing their attention. “Go down quickly.” Kirin said walking towards a brand new portable stove with a propane tank attached to it. Grabbing on to its neck, he kicked of its lever, letting its gaseous contents stream out of its container. The bouncer’s eyes widened as they flew into a panic, hurrying their injured bodies out the window and down the fire escape as fear struck them from Kirin’s actions more than the gun battle they were in.
Kirin, after kicking the valve off the propane tank, hopped out the window and dangled himself on the edge of the fire escape, hovering over the hardened pavement a story below. He briefly looked down to see the bouncer’s reaching one of the jeeps below where Jake and Lee looked upward at him in shock and confusion while Lace seemed to understand something they didn’t after the bouncers had reached him. Kirin smiled at the disarray that surrounded him and patiently waited on the ledge of the fire escape, facing the window and towards the doorway where armed men had finally reached the open door of the room alongside a hobbling Kray.
“You damn kids!” Kray said wielding a shotgun. “You think you can tear me down?! You think you can trick me?! Well who’s the one being tricked now?! Give me my money or die!”
“Hahaha…” Kirin laughed aloud as he twirled a finger in the air while whistling a melodic tune. “Can you hear that?” Kirin said. “It’s the hum of your slow death Mr. Kray, and I’m its
“Hey! We have to get out of here.” Jake said to Kirin as he blocked the window with his small frame.
“No,” he refused. “Tell me now.”
“Hey!” Lee said panicking. “This is not a game, let us go.”
“Then tell me what you did with the almond.” He demanded, unmoved by the gravity of the situation.
“Who cares?!” Lee said tensing up as he looked behind him at the door as the shootout drew closer to them.
“I care, now tell me.” Kirin said with a steadfastness mirroring the same stubbornness he would show when investigating cases for murder.
“C’mon,” Jake said turning to Lee, realizing Kirin would not break. “Just tell him something so we can go.”
“Forget about him!” Lee said charging towards Kirin, as he did—Kirin planted the edge of his elbow onto the nose of Lee, smacking him backwards as he yelled out in pain.
“Ow!!” Lee groaned. “What was that for?!”
“I said tell me.” Kirin continued as the gunfire rang out even louder, coming along with the screams and shouts of its wielders. Lee, noticing the unchanging expression on Kirin’s determined face, gave in.
“Alright, I’ll tell you.” He said nervously looking behind him as he held his bloody nose. “I sold them.”
“To who?”
“To whomever. Now let’s go.” He said anxiously.
“Just tell me! Who?”
“Some rich cook from the High-End Sector, it’s like some aphrodisiac or something, I don’t know. I got a pretty good amount of coin too.” He smiled through the blood dripping down his mouth. “Happy now? Now let’s go.”
Kirin moved to the side. “Go.”
Lee rushed ahead and hurried down the fire escape while Jake followed, but as he hurried himself down, he looked up to see Kirin standing still inside the building.
“Hey,” he shouted out to Kirin. “Aren’t you coming?”
Kirin turned and smiled at Jake deviously. “You go on ahead, I have an idea.”
Noticing his devilish eyes, Jake felt he should heed his words and hurry down.
Kirin still inside, waited until the gunfire had reached the door, revealing the bouncers, bloodied and injured as they struggled to shoot their guns while entering the room.
“Stop firing!” Kirin shouted, immediately grabbing their attention. “Go down quickly.” Kirin said walking towards a brand new portable stove with a propane tank attached to it. Grabbing on to its neck, he kicked of its lever, letting its gaseous contents stream out of its container. The bouncer’s eyes widened as they flew into a panic, hurrying their injured bodies out the window and down the fire escape as fear struck them from Kirin’s actions more than the gun battle they were in.
Kirin, after kicking the valve off the propane tank, hopped out the window and dangled himself on the edge of the fire escape, hovering over the hardened pavement a story below. He briefly looked down to see the bouncer’s reaching one of the jeeps below where Jake and Lee looked upward at him in shock and confusion while Lace seemed to understand something they didn’t after the bouncers had reached him. Kirin smiled at the disarray that surrounded him and patiently waited on the ledge of the fire escape, facing the window and towards the doorway where armed men had finally reached the open door of the room alongside a hobbling Kray.
“You damn kids!” Kray said wielding a shotgun. “You think you can tear me down?! You think you can trick me?! Well who’s the one being tricked now?! Give me my money or die!”
“Hahaha…” Kirin laughed aloud as he twirled a finger in the air while whistling a melodic tune. “Can you hear that?” Kirin said. “It’s the hum of your slow death Mr. Kray, and I’m its
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