The smell of gun smoke hung heavy around me like diseased air. The sounds of the shots that echoed through the warehouse were now ping-ponging in my ear canals. I wasn't sure where he was, but I knew he was close. I was crisscrossing between stacked crates, taking cover and then quickly peeking around them before moving to the next one. It's not a fair fight when only one party has a gun. And unfortunately I was on the short end of that particular scenario.
I turned a corner and came face to face with him.
And his gun...
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Well, it's been over a year since Jake's last adventure. I hope he isn't too rusty. I'm only about halfway through the writing, so even I don't know how it's going to turn out.
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Fabulous opener Christopher! You had me hooked with the first short sentence.
Iām so pleased to see Jake back in action... now my mornings are restored with a tasty breakfast serial...š
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Neville. Hope you enjoy it.
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Drew. Much appreciated.