Story Spinners: Option 3

As I regained consciousness, I remember asking myself why is was so stubborn! But I can only blame myself for my own stupidity. When I was told by the Mafia to give up my car or else. Know I have to find my way out of this dark alley back to the street but on top of it all it has started to rain. I am at to the end of the alley.
I can see headlights coming toward the alley. I turn around and start to run back down the alley. When I see a door I burst through the door and find myself in a vestibule. I slam the door shut start to walk down the hall. I start to hear the door being kicked down. Now I Know the Mafia is back and they are going to finish me off I exit the vestibule.
Then I find myself in a ballroom full of wealthy men and women. Out of the corner of my eye I see four men with Thomson sub-machine guns. Coming from the vestibule into the ballroom. I dash for the door to the next room. I then realize I can not make it and hide behind a large marble pillar. I hear shooting from my hiding place and hear the four men yell "this is a hold up! Everyone up against the wall don't move and no one gets hurt." I think to myself what a lie everybody and I know you are going to shoot all of them.
From behind pillar I see a security guard jump out and begin to fire on the four Mafia men. One of the men is hit by the guard's bullets and fall to the ground. As he of them falls the others begin to fire on the guard as one of the guns slides across the floor and stops right beside me. I grab it I look around the pillar I was hiding behind. Only to find that the guard has been shoot in the arm from all of the automatic fire.
I jump from behind my pillar and begin to fire on the other three thugs. They all fall to the ground in pain from being shot in their shooting hand by my perfectly aimed shots. Just about the time I start to make sure everyone is ok and start to threat the guards wound several police officers burst through the door. After being called by a little old women who lived across the street who heard all the shots. The officers arrest the three thugs and take the guard to the hospital. They then begin to ask everyone questions trying to find out what happened. They all point their fingers at me and say if it were not for me all of them could have been killed and the guard would have been kill from his wound.
That night on the news the story of what happens comes out. The media and all the victims name me a hero. A week later I was visited by the guard and his family they thanked me for saving his life and for my bravery. Then I tell them if it wasn't for him I would have not been able to get that gun and save his along with everyone else's lives and that he and I were both the hero's of that crazy day.