Chapter Thirty-Three
Thunder burst from outside the cabin and bullet holes punctured the door and wood paneling. Windows shattered, glass fell to the ground. One of the mounted Stag heads tumbled from its hook, crashing haphazardly onto the table. Wood splintered, gunfire filled the cabin. Everything shook as the deafening noise overwhelmed my senses. I lay flat on the floor, pressed low from where I had thrown myself moments before, after slamming the door.
“You think you are smart, Detective!” Knox bellowed from outside. “You tracked the car, found Teach. Very clever. But guess what, asshole? We found you the same way. Now you’re going to pay for what you did to my team on the boat. For what you did to me!”
Knox had his assault rifle on full automatic and, from the look on his face mo
