Shit! Shit! Shit!
Bobbi threw herself back from the door to be out of range of gunfire. Bulletproof these walls weren't!
There was a tiny window in the bathroom but it was the balcony she wanted. She grabbed Ali by the arm and dragged him with her through the room and out the glass door. "Change of plan. Hope you don't mind heights!" The gun was holstered and she flipped the end of a drag line onto the balcony rail. "Hold on because letting go would really suck. Hit the ground running back to the vehicle. Once you're inside hit the radio and just say birdy needs backup they'll take care of the rest." She tucked the keyfob into his pocket with a little pat. "I'll keep things occupied here."
Not that he really had an option as she wrapped the line around his waist and shoved him over the balcony. The drag line would keep him from falling too fast and hopefully while she was playing with the jerk he'd get the back up and be locked in the vehicle safely. Twitchy could auto drive it if need be.
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