Mafia Kings: Massimo: Chapter 75
Crack!
By the time Zollner fired, I was looking through another hole in my makeshift hunting blind.
I heard the tinkle of breaking glass somewhere above me –
But the yellow flare of his muzzle flash was like a beacon in the darkness.
I SEE you, motherfucker!
His first shot was oddly higher than it should have been, and wide of my original shooting position –
But maybe he figured I would move after every shot I took and was trying to anticipate where I would go.
Maybe he was shooting high as a warning. Maybe he wanted me to surrender.
Didn’t matter.
I yanked back on the bolt on my rifle, loaded the next round, and fired at where I’d seen the muzzle flash.
BLAM!
I scooted to the left and looked through another hole, hoping against hope that I might have tagged him –
When a new burst of light flared about a foot away from the original spot.
Crack!
I clenched my jaw.
So he’s doing what I’M doing: moving around.
I quickly reloaded, aimed, and fired again.
BLAM!
I scooted to the right this time and looked out of a hole in the sheet –
Crack!
Now he was firing from a third position!
This was going to be a pain in the ass.
Unfortunately, I only had a limited number of shots left – about 12 –
So I prayed to God for a HUGE favor as I fired into the darkness.