“Any last words?” she asked.
“I love you more than life.”
“I love you more than death”
The cars screeched to a halt about thirty yards behind us. The helicopter flew over head. The light shot over us and then moved back. The dust whipped up all round us. In that bright light from above I saw how beautiful she looked.
“Drop your weapons and step out of the vehicle!” shouted a cop through his megaphone. We could only just hear him over the music and the helicopter.
She blew me a kiss. I blew her one back.
“Three, two, one” I said.
We pointed the guns at one another, closing our eyes, ending everything, just as it had started. With love.