Warning Shot Movie Novels & Stories

My body was shaking but I did not hesitate to search my body for any sign of blood, but found none. When I was sure that I was unharmed, I remained on the floor though. More tears fell from my eyes, even blinding my vision for a few seconds before I could blink them away. “I’ll do it!” I exclaimed. “I’ll do it! Please…just don’t hurt me. Don’t hurt me…” My voice broke and I sobbed even more. He had not shot me, thankfully. It was a warning shot. And you know what? Consider me warned!

They shout for Syd, the first guy steps on the wire and there’s a moment before it goes off, Sansom blurs out the front door again with one other person following on his heels. The other two are staring at the wire, and not moving. Idiots, the faster one gets blasted in the back, and thrown forwards out of frame. The other two are splattered all over the walls, there was no recovering from that. It’s a much bigger explosion than he’d thought it would be. Sansom comes back into frame to look inside again.

Two of the intruders turned, drew down on the officers. They were removed with two precise shots. "Two down, copy two down." "We read, Charlie team. Proceed," Butthurt Man said. The SWAT team moved forward with deadly precision. They called their warning over and over again. And over and over again they fired on the idiots who really should have known better. "Nik, switch to bedroom camera five," I called. "There were at least three guys in there." Nik jumped forward, adjusted the screens to show the camera I'd requested.

“I’ve been giving you time again and again to pay up. Now, you’re threatening us of calling the police. Now, you just don’t want to play fair. The Banker was not happy about and sent us here to teach you a lesson.” “Ten seconds,” Zach called out. “Walters, get ready to take a shot.” Moments later there was a high-emitting sound heard as well as smoke inside the gym as SWAT had already thrown in some distraction device and had barged in from the different doors. Alex aimed and took a shot, hitting one man on his right shoulder, making him drop the rifle that he is holding. She took another shot and this time hitting the leader in the abdomen. Screams could be heard from the students at the co

Then silence that felt like it was holding its breath. Elky didn’t waste time being gentle with the safe. The guards were in the garden, arguing about whether to shut down the system or call an engineer. Their problem was that engineers tend to ask questions that lead to awkward reports to the boss. The blast came sharp and ugly, like a cough in church. The white stone wall cracked open. Dust punched outward in a cloud that probably cost a small fortune to clean. The window frame bowed, groaned, and gave up on life. The safe came out of the wall like a bad tooth from a drunk’s mouth—sudden, painful, and trailing debris. It hit the truck bed with a sound that rattled my fillings and probably

Warning symbols flashed across the screen. SYSTEM FAILURE DETECTED CONNECTION LOST DATA BREACH WARNING The cheerful faces in the crowd turned pale in seconds.

A warning was called once, then again. Victor reached the open dock in the rain. The river moved below, dark and indifferent. For a fraction of a second he actually believed he might make the edge, might disappear into the current the way he had once disappeared from his father’s life. He was still believing it when the shot took him high in the back. The impact lifted him forward. He went over the low barrier without a sound, the rain and the night swallowing the small noise of his body striking the water. They pulled him out twelve minutes later.

“You had to be there, and none of us thought they’d come here. No one saw this coming.” I glance down at Jaxon again, and something in my chest cracks. I can’t tell if it’s guilt or rage, or maybe both. His body is so still, too still, and I can’t stop my hands from shaking as I reach out and touch his shoulder gently, like I’m afraid he’ll shatter under my fingers. “Come on, Jax,” I whisper. “Open your eyes. Please.” He doesn’t move. Not even a twitch. “We’ve called for an ambulance. They’re five minutes out,” Quinn says. “Security is reviewing footage now, but I doubt the bastards wore anything that shows who they are.”

Unfortunately, before all these plans were successful, Wallock acted even wilder than they thought. When they entered the Wallock room with weapons in hand and faces made as cruel as possible, Wallock immediately attacked them blindly. Wallock threw a safe box that was not too big but had a weight that could not be said to be light. The shocked Bratt involuntarily fired a single shot which luckily missed Wallock. The shot misses behind Wallock and hits an ornate painting of a cheap tetanic cruise ship that Wallock bought while on vacation in Ireland.

Wade apologetically said and reached to shake her hand. Carl bowed slightly on the mention of his name. The notepad was back in action. Jessica confidently shook Wade’s hand. All of them took seats around the table. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Wade decided to break the ice. “We’re here about the shootout. Some guy was shot too but we’re not certain on his identity as of now. Some recordings suggest that he was probably here to meet you,” Wade said and pulled out his smartphone from his pocket. He tapped away for a few seconds and played a video. He turned the screen of the phone to face Jessica and Adam, who sat beside each other. It was a black and white CCTV footage of the nigh