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sweater over her wounded arm and shoulder. Her eyes were on the screen but she spoke slowly and quietly to them. “I would appreciate it if you guys would gather the guns I am sure you have found by now, and bring them into my bedroom.” When no one moved, she looked toward them and said, “I’m not going to be able to protect you unless you do as I say.” Her body was swaying slightly and Liam stood, Mackie held up her good hand, “Look, I can get us to safety if you will co-operate and do as I ask you to do. Now grab my guns please and come into my bedroom.” She made a kissy noise and the grey cat ran to her as she turned back into her room.
    Reynolds and Fielding looked to Liam to set the plan. He nodded and went to the kitchen and grabbed the four pistols he knew were there, and the shotgun from over the door. Fielding had the pistol from the bathroom and the shotgun from the front door and Reynolds helped Liam carry his cache as they filed into her small bedroom. She pushed Reynolds and Liam into her closet with the cat and tried to smile. “There is a button when you get to the basement on the right side. The room directly on the right at the hall across from the elevator is where we’ll meet you. Please send the lift back up.” She slapped the wall next to the closet door and the floor moved downwards taking a pissed Liam and an amazed Reynolds with it.
    Mackie looked at Fielding and told him to stay put. But he followed her because she looked like she was going to collapse at any minute. She wobbled into the kitchen and opened the cupboard next to the back door, and she flipped a toggle switch and then made her way into the living room, and armed the explosives there too. Fielding watched the TV screen for a few seconds while she was stumbling over the furniture and he saw something to make his blood run cold. A long dark colored SUV was backed up about twenty yards from the house and the back doors were opened to reveal a 50 caliber machine gun mounted in the back. “Fuck, com’ on we need to get out of here.” And he tried to get a grip on her good arm, but Mackie was heading to the bedroom before he could grab her and he followed. The lift was back in place by the time they got back into the closet and she slapped the wall again to send them down to join the others.
    The ride down seemed to last forever and for a short while they could hear gunfire above their heads, but all was quiet now. When the lift finally stopped at the bottom, Mackie straightened up from her slouched lean on the wall and exited the box, and slowly made her way down the corridor with Fielding trailing behind her. She turned left then went twenty feet more and turned right. They walked to a door that was heavy, “Okay, He-Man, you want to open this heavy assed door for the damsel in distress please?” Fielding opened the door and they walked inside the cozy room.
    It looked like a rec room complete with a pool table and a bar in the corner. Mackie went right to the entertainment center and picked up the remote that Liam had just put down because he couldn’t get the damn thing to work. She twisted it, clicked the button, and the TV came on. Once again they watched as the small army shot at the doors and windows of the little house. When one genius tried to pry a window panel away from the opening after he broke out the glass the ground exploded under his feet. His body flew up in the air and landed in pieces almost out of camera range. The same thing happened in the front of the house to a brave soul. His body did fly out of camera range. “Okay, guys, here’s the deal, tell me how much damage happens when they hit my house with that 50 caliber if I pass out before it happens, stay in this room until I wake up again and I’ll see about getting you home safe.”
    Mackie was asleep when the big gun opened fire on her little house. Unfortunately for the attackers, the entire house and yard lit up like the fourth of July,