23 - Pool
"Hurry, Buck!" Æquana tugged on the old man"s hand as they continued their climb up the narrow, nearly invisible trail.
"Where are we going?" He gasped for air. Sweat rolled down his pallid face.
More gunshots rang out from below. Æquana felt her heart stop with terror. She paused to glance behind them, when Buck squeezed her hand.
"Johnny can take care of himself. We gotta keep going."
Something cracked several yards away. A bullet suddenly zinged past them, barely missing her leg, and plowed into the mossy ground. Buck let go of her hand and clawed the dirt for traction.
She scrambled up the trail with him directly behind her. They heard another bullet fired, but the slug went wide. At the same time, another gunshot rang out in the distance, which meant there was definite
