[As soon as he hears that last word, his Dreamberry is being shoved into his pocket. Minutes of digging around his apartment produce his Glock, his belt and holster (for said Glock), and a nice assault rifle. Shane has absolutely no idea what's going on, but the noises he heard coming through the speaker on his phone were unmistakeable. There is absolutely no way they could be anything but those sons of bitches he knew all too well.
He'll be there in a few minutes, Andrea. Just gotta get across the street and up into your building.
You may or may not hear gunfire. If you do, it's probably because he discovered that he has company, too. He'll be bringing an entire herd with him... Sorry about that.]
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He'll be there in a few minutes, Andrea. Just gotta get across the street and up into your building.
You may or may not hear gunfire. If you do, it's probably because he discovered that he has company, too. He'll be bringing an entire herd with him... Sorry about that.]