The girl looked proud of herself. She rubbed her hands together like a villain, an evil gleam in her eyes. After seeing Ladislas, this was child's play, but still.
Anna heard the cops calling out for everyone to show themselves. Natalie dropped the gun she held and they walked out of the office, hands held up. Anna inched away and even though the girls noticed they only turned for a second.
"Homeless people aren't treated well by law enforcement," she said calmly as she backed away and out to the back. She eased through the back door and without anyone in the back alley, she swooped unnoticed to the front of the building. The outside was a madhouse. Cop cars were everywhere, their lights flashing rhythmically against the dark buildings and curious onlookers. The crowd of people was straining against the yellow caution tape, trying to get a good look at what was going on in their neighborhood. News vans were parked precariously on the street.
