((@ Cherri)<br/><br/>As she reached in the pocket of the fur coat, she found her bare hand curving around a 38 caliber revolver.<br/><em><br/>"<strong>HEY LADY</strong>.. where do you think you're going.  We didn't say you could leave.. who was on that other end of the phone!!?"</em><br/><br/>The two goons who had taken her to that room to find out who the phone number belonged to raced after her.  Far too many doughnuts kept them from catching up until finally  they stood barring her exit.<br/><br/><em>"You can't just waltz out of here without Georgio's permission ya know!?  Your his ya know!." </em>