He fired without looking.
Bullets whizzed right over her.
She slapped her hands down on the pavement and brought one foot up to strike the underside of his wrist with her heel, knocking the g*n away. The cop let out a yelp as he stumbled backward.
Anna stood.
She spun around to find him standing there, empty-handed with a look of pure rage in his eyes. His features were twisted into something feral, his brow shining with the sheen of sweat.
Anna squinted at him, holding the man"s gaze for a long moment. “Still think guns are the ultimate weapon?” she asked. “Still feel secure in your ability to dominate any situation with violence?”
The man growled, his face twisting with unbridled fury. He pulled the night-stick from his belt and strode forward, lifting the weapon high above his hea
