She hopped off the stool in time to see Karl get to his feet. The man drew a pistol from a holster on his belt, then pointed it at her.
Crouching down, Anna reached up to seize the man's wrist in both hands. She pointed the gun up at the ceiling just before it went off, chunks of plaster raining down upon her head.
She punched him in the stomach.
The impact sent her opponent flying back to land on his ass a few feet away. Dazed by the pain, he let his head hang and groaned. Now, she only had to deal with the other two criminals.
In her mind's eye, the silhouette of Talina drew a stun-baton from her belt and lifted it high in the air. A soft buzzing filled her ears. Talina tried to rush her from behind. Think fast, Lenai.
Anna grabbed a bar stool.
She lifted it above her head in time
