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“What the hell is taking them so long?” Kieran harshly spat, anger evident in his thick Irish accent. He tugged at the black ski mask covering his face as a way of composing himself. “If the shitheads don’t comply with our demands, I’ll start shooting the hostages one by one!”
He turned his broad back on me and stormed towards the slightly ajar door. I knew I had to do something quick to prevent him, so I bounded from the chair in pursuit. Just before his hand reached the knob, I caught his arm and pushed him to one side with all my might, his back colliding with the wall.
I may be a woman, but I have years of strength and experience as a former IRA soldier. Kieran seemed to have calmed down.
“We can’t afford to lose because the police will never take us alive.” I said. “Have patience.”
He turned his broad back on me and stormed towards the slightly ajar door. I knew I had to do something quick to prevent him, so I bounded from the chair in pursuit. Just before his hand reached the knob, I caught his arm and pushed him to one side with all my might, his back colliding with the wall.
I may be a woman, but I have years of strength and experience as a former IRA soldier. Kieran seemed to have calmed down.
“We can’t afford to lose because the police will never take us alive.” I said. “Have patience.”
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