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Even after covering one of her ears Jennifer could feel the usual ringing sensation aa the charge blew. Straightening up her posture she faced towards the door, gun at the ready, waiting for the order to move in. A deftly thrown flashbang followed by the words "breach" from their leader was the cue she was waiting for and as the pointman pushed into the room she made to follow.

As Ferrara dealt with the stunned thug who had been on the receiving end of a breaching charge and a flashbang Maggie pushed a little farther forward. Weapon raised she sliced the pie through the door at the end of the room, from right corner closest to the door to the back right corner farthest from her. Slowly edging herself to the right she continued to sweep the room. It was definitely a stock room, boxes of unopened products lined the walls with a few stacked to head height. Half the room was poorly illuminated, making details difficult to make out. It seemed as if the perpetrator had only lit enough lights to make his journey to the back room for a fag safer.

A panicked shuffle could be heard coming from the front of the store though, followed with crashing that sounded like shelves being pushed over. "Nix?" a male voice shouted from the store area of the gas station, sounding equal parts apprehensive and concerned. A couple other voices chimed in, although they were quieter and mostly unintelligible once the walls had muffled them.

Whilst she waited for the others to file in behind her, and for the apprehended suspect to be dealt with she maintained her angle on the next room over, keeping watch of the stock room until they were at a point where they could breach the room as a team and take it.
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