Being a Better Writer: Balancing Readers' Suspension of Disbelief · 1:02am Dec 13th, 2016
"Go! Go! Go!" Natalie didn't need to be told twice. With the clock ticking, the building was only minutes from coming apart in a blast that would level half the block. If she could get away before then, she had a chance, but if not ...
"Go!" the voice in her ear shouted once more.
"I'm going!" she snapped, crouching by the body of the colonel and retrieving his sidearm. Some of his thugs could still be standing between her and the exit.