She forces your hand.

Looking into her eyes, you can't help but think she is going to try something. Suddenly she pulls up the gun and levels it at your pretty little head. The case of the prototype proves to be armored enough that her shot is sent sailing off into the side of the building sending chips of stone flying. You managed to pull up the case just in time to stop her from ending you. “Fucking bitch.” You yelp as you dive behind the van, several shots ringing out as you run. As you get around to the back you have a half of a second or so to try to come up with something other than run around the van till she stops shooting at you.

“You don't have any cyberwear, well not much anyway. You don't have a gun. Be a good little bitch and give me the case and I'll let you go away alive, I swear.” She calls out, you can hear her footsteps coming around the van for you. You can't help but take a look, which gives you the truth of her words as the window you peek through explodes from a bullet less than an inch from your face. “I'm sorry, I flinched. Come on, let's talk.”

Knowing full well that one of the two of you is coming to your end here on this deserted street you decide at that moment that it isn't going to be you. Hoping to catch her by surprise you run back the way you came around the van, right at her. A look of surprise is plastered on her face as you round the back of the van. She raises up the gun to level it at your head as you swing the case in an uppercut. Boom, the gun fires just after you strike her arms and you are sure the shot went wild. 'The edge of the case must have hit her head.' You think, as you see her form slump to the ground, the swinging case blocking full view. “Take that bitch.” You say down to her body as a pool of blood grows wider and wider. With your foot you turn her over and are surprised to see the shot didn't go wide, it ended her, the gun must have been just under her chin as it went off. “Damn.” Reaching down you take her pistol, 2 spare clips, and the keys to the van, finding nothing else on her you really know what to do with. Looking over at the van you figure it might be safe, but their frequent use of tracking devices makes you pause.