Val slammed to a stop opposite Lena and held her gun up. "Under the suspicion of murder, you are under arrest. Any attempt by you to resist will be met." She stuffed her hand in her pocket and pulled out the old flash-style bottle Lena kept around 'just in case'.
The black and rather intimidating man lurched at her and she chucked the cocktail at his chest, igniting as the glass broke. She may not shoot for shit, but throwing she was pretty solid.
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