Hoboken Steve 2 2 1 2
From Create Your Own Story
The group makes a haughty approach.
"Gimme all yo' billz, Holmes," instructs one of the gangsters with a particularly defiant air about him. You simply stare belligerently, preparing to make your move.
"Didn't you hear me? I said, gimme the money! You wanna die Esay?!"
You pull the two desert eagles out from under your t-shirt and unload one round, hitting a burly hoodlum with a do-rag in the chest. The leader of the posse jumps back, armed only with a crowbar, as you aim at his face. The gangsters disperse, terrified, some ducking into rows of cars to cover their escape, and others running frantically past you out of the parking garage.
Your victim has collapsed to his knees, wheezing and clutching the wound. It looks as if you've grazed his right lung.
What the Hell now?
