Chapter 10: A Face for Tomorrow
Liberty lay flat on his belly, unmoving, with all of his concentration centred on the building below. Spread out around him were others, all assembled in the same way as he, watching the Saloon for any signs of movement from enemy forces. Those waiting with Libs were all snipers with long-range weapons meant to take out their targets from a distance. They were well hidden among the building ledges on the other side of the square from the Saloon.
It would be soon, no doubt, but the waiting was getting to some of them. Libs snorted lightly. Waiting had ceased to bother him a long time ago, and he was content to lie there, prone, as long as it took for Jane’s people to show up.
Suddenly, pinpoints of torchlight captured his notice, and he looked through the
