The story continues in Chapter Two...

"Drop the bag, girl," the enforcer growled, his finger tightening on the trigger. "Drop it now or I put a bullet through your heart."

Femi closed his eyes, weeping softly. "Bolu... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

I didn't move a muscle. My hands stayed resting casually on my tool belt, right near my heavy 18-inch adjustable steel wrench.

"You know," I said, my voice completely devoid of fear, "when I was fixing the plumbing under the kitchen sink two nights ago, I noticed something very interesting about the electrical grounding wire for this entire floor."

Funmi frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"This apartment complex was built quickly," I continued smoothly, sliding my foot three inches to the left, hooking my boot around the exposed main power line I had unclipped from the baseboard five minutes earlier. "The copper wiring isn't grounded properly. If someone were to knock over the master circuit breaker in this study while the main water valve was fully opened in the hallway..."

Before the enforcer could figure out what I meant, Ada threw open the hallway utility closet door behind him and slammed a heavy steel crowbar straight into the main water pipe!

SPURT!

A massive, high-pressure jet of pressurized water burst from the wall, blasting directly into the enforcer's face!

"AGH!" the man yelled, blinded by the sudden blast of water, dropping his gun onto the wet floor.

In one fluid motion, I drew my heavy steel wrench from my belt and swung it with all the force in my shoulders, slamming it directly into the enforcer's wrist!

CRACK!

He howled in agony as his arm went limp. I grabbed Femi by his shirt, yanked him into the study, and slammed the heavy oak door shut, locking it from the inside!

"GET THE DOOR OPEN!" Funmi screamed from the hallway as the enforcer began pounding against the heavy wood.

THUD! THUD! THUD!