Chapter 56
Through the scope of the sniper rifle, the house looked busier than I had anticipated. Of course, some of that was simply panic. I’m no expert marksman, but I was a good enough shot to take out the phone and electric service, leaving the mayor and his people trapped and isolated.
The lake house was big, a white McMansion with its own private road and dock. There was a speedboat at the dock, but it had already started sinking. That will happen to a boat when you shoot it below the waterline.
Now everyone in the house was running around, trying to find cover or at least concealment. It looked like there were at least three or four armed men down there, but since nobody knew where the sniper was, they didn’t want to stick their heads out.
I wasn’t far. As I said, I’m not a mark
