[I will rarely ever put a trigger warning for anything in this story. This chapter is an exception. This chapter implies something that some people might not be comfortable reading about.]
Leo stood before the surveillance cameras, watching their output. He thought quietly to himself with a blank face. He tapped his leg for a moment before turning around to look at the carcasses littering the floor. Leo walked forward and tossed his useless gun somewhere and looked around the room for a usable one.
Luckily, someone had pulled a gun on him during the fight, so it wasn that hard to get one. He pried it from their fingers and checked everything. The man hadn even been able to turn off the safety.
Leo holstered it and began scavenging for ammunition from all the bodies. Luckily, they all carried the same guns, if they were wearing any at all. Leo grabbed two of the handguns and as many magazines as his pockets would carry.