Krystal’s POV
The shot of the gun echoed thunder. In reaction Klaus fell back, holding his shoulder to which the bullet had grazed. Hans stood frozen his eyes darting to the shadows. And Colt sank down on his knees, and coughed and gripped his throat.
“Who’s there?” Hans grewl! Cracked his mask. The other shot was fired and it hit the metal pole close to the head of Klaus. The person aiming was a poor shot or he wanted to warn us, I do not know.
One of Hans men shouted. 'boss we have to get out!"
Hans swore, and picked up a gun at hand. “Stay sharp! What is that!” he bellowed.
I turned in the chair, to look around the crates and pieces of shelves. The imagined beating of my heart was painful as it throbbed. Colt lay on the ground still gasping and coughing, his face red. Klaus bled, b
