Irrationality had won. She looked up the stairs wickedly as the now warming feel of the handgun eased into her arm inside the trench coat. A new rush of adrenaline coursed through her whole body as she took to the stairs two at a time, all doubts falling away in every step as only to be replaced by one thought, one resolve.
KILL...
Then the first floor slowlycame into view. Pamers halted and gripped the now exposed 9mm handgun with excitement. Slowly she crept onto the open plan office floor. She leaned against its massive translucent glass door and took several deep breaths. This was it! She was going to burst in and shoot then walk away.... to...to...
