‘What the f**k is taking her so long?’ lamented McDowell.
‘I’ll have a look in my f*****g crystal ball shall I!’ retorted the Feman, showing her tension just a little.
McDowell instantly heard the threatening noise behind her, but before evaluating the situation she kicked Tilbury until he keeled over once more. Innocently, he had only tried to sit up, but McDowell’s adrenaline-pumped hair-trigger reactions assumed any move as aggressive.
‘Four minutes and thirty seconds!’ the Feman announced agitatedly.
‘What we gonna do?’ asked McDowell, once more surveying the hallway.
‘I dunno about you but I’m about to shoot the fucker!’ replied the Feman, straddling Tilbury and waving her gun beneath his nose.
Tilbury’s eyes fluttered in anticipation of his impending execution, but with ten sec
