Chapter 22
Back in Corpus Christi . . .
The Police cars and the roadway were barely visible due to the smoke from the volleyballs and the plastic and rubber from two of the burning cars.
James put his rifle up to his shoulder and stepped toward the first car. “Cover me, Reggie.”
“You know it,” he replied.
James, with his finger on the trigger and slightly crouched, moved toward the upwind side of the cars. He saw Ronnie come out of the brush at the far end of the burning and smoldering vehicles. They poked and prodded the bodies of the cops who escaped the burning vehicles. Zack came out of the brush and gave them a hand. Lance held his position to provide cover.
James, Zack, and Ronnie met in the middle.
“All’s clear,” James announced, and Lance came out of the brush.
Reggie made
