Shooting In Temple Terrace Today Novels & Stories

he mused inwardly, though he refrained from voicing his thoughts aloud. Turning on his heel, Charlie Sr. strode out of the room, with Maggi trailing alongside him, peppering him with questions. Charlie Sr. was so enamoured with playing with his baby that he didn't respond to Maggi's inquiry. As they exited the apartment, a gunshot rang out, causing Charlie Sr. to grab Maggi's arm and quickly take cover in a nearby corner. His associates sprang into action, returning fire as seven assailants across the street, twenty meters away from their parked vehicles, opened fire on them. Charlie Sr. gritted his teeth, stunned that someone had the audacity to shoot at him in Houston.

He picked it up and waited to hear her voice but instead, he heard screams and gunshots. “Blakeley?” “Alex! Alex, There are men shooting at Cassie and me, we are behind a table and... “ “Fucking tell him where we are!” Cassie yelled and took the phone from Blakeley. “Alex, we are at a male strip club and there are men shooting at us, some men seem to be shooting back but… “ Blakeley suddenly screamed, cutting Cassie off and the call ended.

The moment Juan avoided it, the masked man’s other hand had already hit the back of his neck in a chopping motion. Chop!!! That blow caused Juan’s mind to go black. He suddenly blacked out and fainted straight away. At this time, outside the Temple of the Emerald Buddha, one after another, black Mercedes-Benz sedans were headed towards this direction. When the car doors swung open, dozens of men rushed out, all of them holding guns in their hands. Leading them was none other than Zeke Ma. When he saw that the situation had turned into a melee, a hint of a grimace appeared on his face. Zeke lifted the gun in his hand and directly shot at a young man stepping on a skateboard on the battlefield

Olivia asked. "Yeah, that was good. Thank you." "He said something about a shooting, and since we didn't know what he was talking about, he wouldn't tell us. What shooting?" Veronica leaned her head back against the couch. "Well, I worked at this place named Calamity's and there was a shooting. They're just investigating the place and everyone who was a witness." "Oh. But you're okay, right?" "I'm fine, mama." "Good." Neither knew what to say. Both were remembering that last day Veronica spent with her parents.

Tyler said. "A patient with a gunshot wound on the leg," Valerie said remembering what she had read on the news about the CCPD alerting hospitals because not everyone was allowed to own a gun so it's not a daily thing for people to get shot especially on the leg. Valerie drove them to the star lounge and Tyler's waitress served them a glass of tequila each. "Cheers to you," Tyler said as they clinked their glasses together. "No. Cheers to us," Valerie corrected and they both chorused it.

I had seen it many times before. I watched as his wife dropped to her knees, praying and begging. He started coding. They got him on the stretcher and to the bus as quickly as they could. I took a moment before walking outside. Maxine came right up to me with the information Homicide was able to gather. "The store owner had a nine millimeter... store video shows five the gang bangers shooting it out inside, right in front of him." She paused, gathering herself. "Two LREC were hit. One got away, don't know who yet. The other is Little Jay... He's inside the store DOA. We got all three Shadow Posse shooters. The two in the chase and the third right here in the street. He's DOA also."

That was fundamental character showing through. I was pulled from my thoughts by my phone ringing again. Miranda this time. "Hey," I answered. "You're up early." "Have you seen the news?" Miranda asked immediately, skipping any pleasantries. "About the shooting yesterday? They're saying a teenager was shot by cartel members in broad daylight at a shopping center!"

After the two gunshots rang out, the two men who were about to pour the kerosene on Quincy fell to the ground! They fell down beside Hayley. Blood flowed out of their heads... Hayley stared at the two men in shock. They died on the spot after a shot to their heads! She turned around in shock. Who could be so harsh and cruel? Terry was holding a gun in his hands. At this moment, he was aiming it at Hayley as he walked over step by step. He then stopped in front of Quincy. “I’m sorry for being late, Miss Quincy. You had to suffer.”

Sunday. Albuquerque, New Mexico. PRISCILLA'S TEMPLES THROBBED, CREATING a full body ache thanks to the adrenaline pumping through her. She crouched in the relative shelter of the pantry, Melody kneeling in front of her, holding a gun. The only light came from under the door, but it was enough. The shooting had stopped. Out in the desert she'd heard the gunfire, had even seen it in the beginning, but it had always been at a distance. Far enough away it didn't feel quite real to her.