Roxxie was the main target here, and barging through the front door would be suicide. What Texas needed was a stealthy approach, to take the bandit by surprise. The weasel slowly crept around to the back of the house, her gun drawn, and spotted a back door up ahead, hanging slightly ajar. With a grin, the weasel gently pushed it open noiselessly, and slipped inside the lair of her most dangerous foe.
Ahead of her, a corridor stretched deep into the house, with a few doors branching off to each side, and a large cupboard against one wall. Texas walked forwards and pushed open the closest door, revealing a large, filthy bathroom beyond. The weasel wrinkled her nose in disgust and stepped back, but just as she did so, the sound of heavy footsteps came from further down the corridor, heading in Texas's direction.
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