“If I could kill one more just one more wolf before I die,” Pier said, holding the gun right to my forehead. “It would be worth it.”
The chopper was on autopilot, ascending upwards with increasing velocity.
“You can’t kill me with that.”
“Except this is filled with silver bullets,” Pier said and pulled the trigger.
I lunged out from under him just in time to avoid getting shot between my eyes.
“You fool, what have you done!” Pier screamed and kicked me in the stomach. As I fell back, I saw that the chopper’s control board had been shot to hell. We were headed in a downward spiral, quickly falling to the ground.
Pier aimed his gun again at me. This time, I was prepared, even though imminent death awaited me the moment the chopper crashed to the ground. I grabbed the barrel of his pist
