Part 4

Anja Krebber

She was going to off me. Right here in my own office (pardon the pun). I don't know what got to me more; the fact that I was going to die, or the ignominy of meeting my end by a licorice gun. I should have stayed in dad's grocery store after all. But suddenly an idea hit me with the force of a bulldozer. Quick as lightning I grabbed my desklamp, dove across the desk and with the heat of the lamp melted the gun before the dame could fire it.