Ketty Jay 04 - The Ace Of Skulls - Plot & Excerpts
It was a long shot, and the snow made it harder. She breathed out and squeezed the trigger.Out there in the meadows, one of the grey hurrying figures toppled over and lay still.She felt nothing for her target. He was just a shape, an anonymous man in a bulky coat, too distant from her life to cause her to care. It was a necessary detachment, born of a childhood in the slums. Life and death was cheap to her. Everyone’s except her own.To her left, at the other window, Jez was firing with mechanical speed. Her rifle cracked and snapped. Each time, a man went down.There were too many to hold back for ever, Ashua knew that. But they could make the attack costly enough that the Awakeners might think again, pull back, try another tactic. They could buy time. That was the best they had, right now.She took aim and fired again. This time she hit nothing. Her target kept coming, forging on through the snow, making a trench with his thighs. Someone shot at her from the meadow; a bullet smacked into the wall near the window, scattering brick shards.
What do You think about Ketty Jay 04 - The Ace Of Skulls?
