reached in her bag for her cell phone and pressed SEND. She tossed the phone to the ground and paced herself as she positioned herself towards the front of the bus, while reaching back in her bag and pulled out two grenades…………….one smoke grenade and one live.
Rain watched Autumn sit straight up in her seat when she spotted her and locked eyes. Rain noticed the worried look on her sister’s face and nodded her head in reassurance. How many cops? she asked in sign language. She was thankful for the little bit that she had learned from their years of doing bank robberies, and proved to have come in handy and she needed it now more than ever. She watched Autumn turn her head to count the guards and then signed back; three . With her fingers, Rain lowered her hand and arm, signaling to her to get to the ground. In an instant, Rain saw her sister Autumn grip the neck of the female prisoner that sat handcuffed next to her disappear from her window.
S econds later, Rain heard two loud explosions behind her. It was perfect timing that was pre-planned and staged exactly sixty seconds after receiving the call. Miss Jackie tossed one flash grenade and a smoke grenade in the middle of the street, causing mass confusion and anarchy, diverting law enforcement officer’s attention away from the buses. Dozens of heavily armed policemen poured in the direction of the blasts, as she watched their backs disappear between the white smokes. It was now or never.
She unclipped the smoke grenade and tossed it ten feet in front of her into the screaming crowd. Rain then kicked off her heels and with breakneck speed, she raced towards the front of the bus, unclipped the live grenade and tossed it at the undercarriage of the bus. She only had six seconds to run for her life for cover. As soon as she heard the blast she took flight. She backpedaled towards the now smoking bus while clutching the small automatic machine gun she had in her hand, fingering the trigger, hell bent and ready to pop anything in a uniform that stood in her way. She yelled like a banshee, squeezing off shots as she ran towards the burning vehicle when two guards appeared from off the bus. Chaos erupted as bystanders ran for cover and the law enforcement on the scene ran towards the blaze. Only the front of the vehicle had exploded, killing the escorting officers instantly. Inmates ran for their lives as they emerged from the smoking bus, all fleeing as they each took advantage of the blaze in an attempt to escape.
When Rain boarded the bus, she was ready to pop the third guard, but noticed he was slumped over in his seat, apparently dead from the impact of the first grenade. She suddenly heard a familiar voice call out her name.
“Rain ,” Autumn screamed, from the rear of the bus.
“Bitch get your ass off the bus and let’s go!” Rain barked as her head spun in rapid circular motions, ready to fire on anyone she saw in a uniform that was coming her direction.
Autumn sprang to her feet and the handcuffed girl that was attached to her was shaking her head in protest. Autumn gave the girl a swift punch to the throat to let her know she meant business.
Rain heard her sister arguing . “Get up!” Autumn demanded.
No time for bullshit. Rain reached into her bag and retrieved a 9 millimeter pistol and handed it off to Autumn.
“Where is Dayvid and Fallon?!” Rain yelled , as she frantically searched the terrorized faces of the remaining female inmates.
“I don’t know. They separated us right after the arrest,” Autumn screamed over the thunderous roars of her cannon as she shot at the police.
Rain started firing back and yelled, “Let’s go and stay real low.
Off the bus, the girl chained to Autumn started protesting. “Nah, I’m not getting killed because of y’all.”
Rain turned around with fire in her eyes and threatened through gritted teeth. “Die with a bullet in your head right here, right now, or take a chance by shutting the fuck
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