Avoid Sniper Fire

Another pair of bullets blasted through the window, whistling by even closer to their heads.

“Those guys are good,” Joe said. “Real good.”

Jack knew that things were getting serious. His well-trained commando instincts were going off like fire alarms. Turning to look at the glass wall of the penthouse, he picked out four clean holes shot through the window.

“Snipers,” he said. “They've been watching us. You think they're alone?”

“No chance,” Joe answered. “I've got a gut feeling Kilt is behind this. And I'll bet our little vacation is over.”

Jack surveyed the room. His eyes spotted a safe place near a wall about twenty feet away. He wasn't going to stay here on the floor like a sitting duck for Badd's target practice.

“I'm running for cover,” Jack yelled. “Now!”

He sprung across the room like a panther, just beating two bullets to a wall opposite the doorway. Meanwhile, Joe dove behind a heavy brass sculpture.

“Are you thinking what I'm thinking?” Joe called out.

“I'm thinking we're going to get visitors soon,” Jack answered.

He reached over and flicked off a switch, killing the lights on the huge chandelier hanging over the entranceway.

For a long minute, the room was filled with dead silence. Jack felt his muscles tighten with tension. He didn't like being on the defensive like this. Who knew how many of Kilt's henchmen might burst through that door? Slowly, Jack pulled his gun from its holster on his chest.


- Worlds of Power: Bionic Commando, Chapter 1