I lunged toward Jeffrey, grabbing his arm and lifting up on it. He pulled the trigger just as the barrel was pointing straight up. The bullet buried into the ceiling, and bits of stucco came snowing down on us. When the commotion died down and I turned back towards Jade Chen and the rest, I saw Alex and Skip holding revolvers in their hands. I dropped the weapon, raising my hands. Skip kept me covered as Alex came over, pulling my own gun from my shoulder holster under my arm.
My friends across the Atlantic call that a cock-up...
Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
Cock-up is only half what that was, Jake! What a (sounds like) banker!
Christopher over 7 years ago
Maybe Jake can redeem himself in your eyes soon, Neville.
Thanks so much, Drew. I was afraid I had missed the mark with those, so I appreciate your kind words.
Christopher over 7 years ago
Oh, and Drew, thanks for the plug on Twitter. Damn nice of you!