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A Bad Situation (FLASHBACK)

“Settle down Zach—-,”I tried calming him.
“No!! Just shut the fuck up, I’m not gonna’ take this crazy FBI shit anymore!” he screamed. Zack had cracked, and now he was holding two secretaries and me hostage in our apartments at the top of the FBI headquarters. In his hands were two machine guns glistening in the Sun shining down on us.
“Zach, please stop!”I yelled, slowly scooting towards a hammer left by workers who had been fixing the satellite dish on the roof. A helicopter floated up behind Zach, he turned towards the noise. Perfect. I grabbed the hammer and rolled at Zach. I met the back of his leg with a sharp rap of the hammer. Screaming curses, he fell in agony. He dropped both guns on his way down and I picked them up. I stood up and took a deep breath.

It was going to be alright.

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