Cory and Bianca said nothing as they ran over to the car and got in their seats. Cory started up the engine and drove off two hundred yards or so before stopping, desperate to get away from that house. His hands were shaking.
‘Are you okay?’ he asked at last, when he could be sure his voice would be steady enough to get the words out.
Her eyes were wide with shock.
‘I can"t believe that just happened,’ she murmured, her voice wavering.
‘The man"s an i***t. He could have killed you with that shot.’
They sat in silence, broken only by the rumbling sound of the engine.
‘Should we report him to the police?’ Bianca asked.
Cory considered that one.
‘It"s not illegal to have a licensed g*n in your own home. And although that man is a complete fool, I don"t think for one minute he meant to
