Vide... — Strip Rock-paper-scissors - Police Edition

The Referee, now in cuffs, was led past them. He looked at Lena with something like respect. “You’re good,” he said. “But next time, I’m bringing the ‘Extended Edition’—best of fifteen.”

But Lena knew, as she climbed into the patrol car and watched the ruined mall disappear in the rearview mirror, that somewhere out there, another lunatic was already building a game. And she’d have to be ready to play. Strip Rock-Paper-Scissors - Police Edition Vide...

She looked at the scoreboard, still flickering in the dark. “I’m never playing Rock-Paper-Scissors for fun again. Not even to decide who gets the last donut.” The Referee, now in cuffs, was led past them

Later, as they waited for the wagon to take the Referee away, Marcus handed Lena a thermal blanket. She was shivering, still in her sports bra and pants, her gear in a pile. “I’m never playing Rock-Paper-Scissors for fun again

Finally, a win. Lena smashed his scissors. The Referee frowned. He untied his sneakers, then his socks. “Fluke,” he muttered.