“Which side do you want?” she asked.
Thinking a moment, he replied, “Well, the upside to taking the one side is that it’s closer to the door. The downside is I could bump into something or trip over something if I was in a hurry. If I take the other side, I’m closer to the window.”
He cast a sideways glance at his companion, and added as an aside, “Besides, this is your case and you’re higher ranking than me. Shouldn’t you be deciding?”
“Fine. You take the right, I’ll go left.”
She cocked her gun, opened the car door, and ran up to the left side of the front door of the house, standing between it and the window. He cocked his gun and followed her, taking up his spot on the right-hand side of the door.
He reached over and turned the handle, bracing for whatever might be waiting for them on the other side of the door.
This short story blurb is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday: