While Gunther talked to Gimpius, I tapped out a message to Jaclyn.
“Busy?”
If she were in the middle of a fight, a text would be easier to ignore than a call. Probably.
Her message came back seconds later. Continue reading Targets: Part 25
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Targets: Part 24
I didn’t even think about what I’d be hitting. I fired, holding the button down even though I knew it used more power.
I don’t think I panicked, but I can’t say I was thinking clearly.
Being rushed by someone who you know can kill you does that. Continue reading Targets: Part 24
Targets: Part 23
Alex pushed the man’s hand off himself, rolling his body to the right and standing up.
I didn’t get a chance to see what happened to him after that because the next group of Cabal soldiers had also jumped out of the forest.
One of them landed directly on the hood of Haley’s car–which didn’t dent, though it did bounce a little.
I didn’t have time to point and aim the laser in the neck at him, but I had been holding the guitar.
I pressed the button that set off what I thought of as the “light show lasers.” Continue reading Targets: Part 23
Targets: Part 22
Haley parked the car by the side of the road. As we got out, I couldn’t help but notice who wasn’t there–Jaclyn, Cassie and Julie. And that sucked because Cassie could have chopped them to pieces, Julie could have told them to stop, and had a pretty good chance that they’d listen, and Jaclyn…
Jaclyn could have done something. Physically, she was the only one of us who was in Prime’s army’s league. Plus she was a whole lot faster than any of them.
I couldn’t say that we were doomed, but part of me would have felt better knowing they were with us.
Continue reading Targets: Part 22
Targets: Part 21
Off to our left, bright red beams lanced the ground, and then raked across the building I’d been in. It didn’t look like much–a concrete block with brown, wooden siding on the edge of farmland.
When the beams hit the back of the building, it exploded. I wondered if Travis had hit a gas line or if they had had an armory back there.
Continue reading Targets: Part 21
Targets: Part 20
He lay on the road. Then he pulled himself up, and limped to the side.
He sat down in the front lawn of an old white house that hadn’t been painted in at least twenty years. Most of its paint had flaked off the wood.
With luck, no one lived there. Continue reading Targets: Part 20
Targets: Part 19
I did something stupid. I looked back.
The big, bald guy handled the door differently than I had. He leaned in and hit the metal edge of the door with his shoulder, smashing it out of the frame, and the frame partly out of the building.
Turning my head forward, I ran across the lawn toward the car. Continue reading Targets: Part 19
Targets: Part 18
There weren’t any windows in the room, so when the lights went out, it didn’t just become a little darker in the room, it became completely black.
Well, completely black except for the line of light at the bottom of the door.
“Don’t move,” Ray said, and something clicked, followed by a frustrated sigh.
Then, I heard a rustling noise. I guessed it might be Ray or Allen’s gun being pulled from its holster. Continue reading Targets: Part 18
Targets: Part 17
Allen opened the door, and said, “Kerri, please come in.”
If you follow comics, you’ll get the impression that all women with superpowers are long-legged, wasp-waisted, supermodel types with massive–
Never mind.
None of the girls on our team (or any of the grown-up women I’d met) looked like that, so it wasn’t much of a surprise that their telepath didn’t either. Continue reading Targets: Part 17
Targets: Part 16
The Syndicate L representative walked through the door only moments later.
If Ray had worn his khakis and button down shirt as some kind of office camouflage, the Syndicate L rep went one step further.
Middle aged with a tinge of gray in his brown hair, the guy wore a light brown suit coat over a black shirt. I thought I saw a bulge under his left arm, but couldn’t be sure.
It had to be a gun though. Continue reading Targets: Part 16