Dillon threw himself towards Jamie, taking them both to the ground as glass showered the room. Mitch wasted no time following suit.
Dillon tensed as he heard another shot being fired at almost the same instant, this one different in pitch. Worse though, was the silence that came afterwards.
He looked to Jamie. “Are you all right?”
“I’m not hurt, just pissed as hell that someone is shooting at us.”
Mitch, who was lying beside them, said, “Make that two someones.” When Jamie and Dillon both gave him blank stares, he said,
“Unless I’m losing it, we have two separate guns firing on us.”
Well, f**k. Wasn’t that nice to know? Dillon reached for the cell phone he hoped he’d remembered to put in his pocket when they’d left for the auto-parts store what seemed like a lifetime ago.
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