She growled, the sound coming from deep in her throat. It was definitely animalistic; the kind of sound an animal made when they weren't happy. And right then, Kai wasn't happy. Who did this asshole think he was telling her what to do? Exaggerated canines showing, Kai aimed her gun not at the little bit of the man she could see, but right at the couch where she knew his shoulder and arm was. A couple bullets would go through that couch easily. "Really? You're counting? Do I look like I'm five years old asshole?"<br/><br/>Livid, Kai slowly squeezed the trigger. But in that moment, everything seemed to slow down. She could see the gun pointed at her from behind the couch and the only thing she could hope for as the trigger hit home, was that her bullet found him before his found her...