The Wrong Woman

Mila handed Phoebe something that looked like a gun and said, "Here, take it."

"A gun? Isn't that risky?" Phoebe was startled. She knew that it was against the law to own a gun in Norvania, and using one to hurt someone could result in the death penalty.

Mila gave Phoebe a special mask and explained, "No bullets are in this gun. It's a chemical weapon I made and it's filled with ether, an anesthetic used on patients. It won't hurt anyone when it hits. "The ether would spread through the air as soon as it was fired. Breathing even a little can make someone pass out."

Phoebe looked at the weapon, then at Mila in awe. "Mila, you're amazing."

Mila put on her mask and warned, "Be careful using it. After firing, hold your breath for 20 seconds so you don't breathe it in."

"Got it," Phoebe said as she watched the men approach.

gun

braced herself and ordered, "Phoebe,

a muffled bang. She

They ducked and scrambled in opposite directions, seeking refuge in nearby cars. Soon, a

collapsed, the men behind the wheels of the front and back cars revved their engines and

either side. There was a loud

car to make a phone call. "They've got chemical weapons. Send more people and get them to

felt a shudder of fear. She hoped Phoebe could use the gun to deal with the remaining bad guys. They wouldn't have a chance to escape

saw a pair of black leather shoes ahead. Her heart pounded and she held her breath

was thinking about what to

iron rod hit the ground with a thud and his eyes met hers. The man's menacing expression froze Mila in

wicked tone, "Hottie, do you still think you can

When the man grabbed