Flying Death
BANG BANG
A swift jerk smacks me into the wall and Missile’s large frame covers me as I see him pull a gun from inside his vest and look back into the dark alley.
While I know Flyers have guns, I rarely see them. My dad definitely raised me to know how to shoot one, what to do if it jams, etc. But I hate guns with a passion.
“Run Hazel, run with me, keep up,” he shouts, grabbing my other hand.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
I cry out in sheer panic as several people shove past us, nearly knocking me over. When I see what I recognize as Missile’s car, it’s all I focus on.
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