Blonde Genius

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“Take it easy, girlie!” Carrela warned, eyeing the Lugers in Amanda’s hands with trepidation. “They’re loaded!”

“Mmmm!” the School Swot replied, pensively, as she moved away from the wall. “Are they?”

Turning to face the window, with her elbows tucked tightly against her sides, Amanda pointed the weapons’ barrels at it. Without elevating them beyond waist level, she squeezed both triggers at the same instant. Two holes, about three inches apart, appeared in the upper left-hand pane of glass.

Time after time, while the two men stared in fascination, Amanda’s forefingers worked in unison. At last the magazines’ cartridge carriers rose and halted the forward movements of the toggle-links. The pistols had been emptied quicker than either Carrela or Schulze, the Syndicate’s two best enforcers, would have believed possible. They stared, mesmerised, at the two slightly enlarged holes in the window’s upper left-hand pane.

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