The Evil Villain was out cold. Lisa slammed the door, still panting. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed 911. "I have him! The Evil Villain! Come get him! Now!"
"We'll be right there to pick up the body, M'am"
"Body? No, he's still..." but they had hung up.
She could hear grunts and feet dragging across the floor.
Quickly,she slapped duct tape around the door.
Her gun, smeared with his flesh, blood and hair was on the floor.
Lisa heard the rasp of the duct tape beginning to give way.
She picked up the gun, thoughtfully wiped it on her jeans and stood back from the door.
If she heard a siren, he would be taken alive.
If she heard the duct tape breaking, it would be a body.
The door burst open.
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