There were six of them this time but only three had rifles. The others were packing hand guns but still had them hostered. They seemed to be trying to negotiate their way through the crowd. It wasn't working.
If only this hadn't happened before Martin had been able to get the schematics. She had a feeling that the lever she could see on the right side was the safety, and she could probably move it, but she didn't want to set the gun off if she was wrong.
The hand guns were easier. She hid behind a post box and concentrated. The guns slid from their holsters and floated away from the men to the other side of the crowd. Sienna tensed with concentration and laid them gently on the ground.
Of course concentrating on that meant her instruction not to notice her and what she was doing slipped and both gunmen and crowd began looking around wildly trying to find who was behind it.
"He's got to be in the crowd," one of them said. "They're protecting him. They're all traitors." He shifted slightly, clearly about to fire.
Sienna dived out from her hiding place and leapt in front of him, concentrating on holding the trigger and pushing the barrel up so it wasn't pointing at anyone. Then she pulled on it with her mind. It was heavier than than anything she had tried to lift previously and he was holding on to it desperately, still trying to fire.
Sienna was so distracted by the struggle that she didn't realise her mistake until one of the others spoke.
"A girl? That's odd. I'll have to tell Dodona about this."
Sienna whipped around to look at the speaker, but didn't have time to take hold of his trigger before his finger tightened on it and he fired.
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