Annihilator didn't even touch the door; he tore it off its hinges with telekinesis as he walked in. When he scanned the nearby minds for Blackwood, he noticed a woman thinking about her gun.
He heard a gunshot and a cry of pain behind him as he hurried through the waiting room. Chairs flew as he passed, dumping their occupants and then clubbing them. Then a second shot went off. A burst of pain rattled his chest. He turned and saw the same woman, crouching and aiming.
"How?" he gasped.
Hazel shifted more weight off her injured leg as she pulled the trigger.
"You didn't say where."