Russians are down. — A story in 100 words.
The guy was seconds from death when Mark yelled: “Duck!,” and fired one shot to the guys head.
They three looked around the cabin.
“What now?” asked Steph.
Tyler walked to the gun cabinet: “Stock up here and then get the fuck out of dodge.”
Mark dropped his clip and cleared the chamber: “Then what?”
Tyler calmly sat down at the kitchen table. He reached into his jacket and pulled out the bag of diamonds: “We fence these.”
Steph lit a cigarette: “We know that guy in the diamond district.”
Mark angrily asked: “How do we get there?”
Steph retorted even angrier: “I don’t …”
Tyler interrupted: “You two really married?”
They replied together: “Yes.”
“You need therapy.”