Chapter 3: A Special Occasion : Part 17Mature

Suddenly a shot rang out and the mirror directly beside Mackenzie shattered into pieces, plastic and glass shards everywhere. Mackenzie dropped to the pavement and searched for feet beneath the cars but couldn’t see anything. He heard Timothy return fire, although he wasn’t sure if Tim knew where the enemy was, or if he was simply firing to keep their heads down. Footsteps alerted him and he spun around to see Mathew racing toward him. “Jesus you scared me.”
“Really? I thought that mirror blowing up would have scared you more.” He said peering through the window as he spoke. “See em?”
“No, not yet, but I’ve got to get to Tim.”
“Alright, I’ll keep an eye open.”
“Tell Al to wait, don’t let him waste that belt until we know where they are, we’ve got enough cover here anyway.”
“Sounds good.”
Mackenzie leapt forward and ran at top speed toward Tim.
Tim turned back and was startled, “Jesus where’d you come from?”
“Nice to see you too.” Mackenzie quipped as a round bounced off the car.
“What do you think it is?” Asked Tim.
“Sounds like high powered rifle, probably a hunting rifle, a .308 or something.” Another shot bounced off the pavement beneath the car and whizzed passed them with that stereotypical ricochet sound. “Good thing he’s a bad shot.”
“See, I don’t get why they just started shooting, Why not talk?”
“Do we usually talk?”
Tim was silent for a short moment. “Good point.”

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