Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Latest from the Janitors, Asps, Other Books, and More Books - Too Many Women (Other Books) - After missed shot at Terri, Bob's friends fire back.



Today’s excerpt is from Too Many Women, Book #1 of the Becker Trilogy.  After a man misses Terri with his would-be kill shot, Bob’s friends jump into action.  Enjoy and have a wonderful day.

m.j.

 

All three men were wearing communication sets, as well as their foes.  Horace didn’t bother replying, just started looking around with his binoculars and spotted Boxer in the tree.  He picked up his own sniper rifle and sighted in as Boxer was looking through his rifle scope, looking for Terri. 

Meanwhile, Bill, rifle in hand, was heading for one of the two dune buggy-type vehicles parked right outside the back fence.  As he raced out the back door, Leo had Terri, and made sure she was now out of the line of fire.  “Get your ass up to Horace and stay with him until I come get you—now…move!”

This time Terri minded his every word and headed in the house, with Leo right behind.  As Tillie came bounding in, he didn’t even watch as Terri was followed up the stairs to the second floor by a still-wanting-to play-Tillie.  He grabbed another rifle, ran out the back door, and headed for the other buggy-like vehicle.

By then, Horace had squeezed off his shot, having spotted Boxer.  His intent was to first disarm the sniper, then, with a follow-up shot, wound him so they would have someone to question as to the whereabouts of Durbin…assuming it wasn’t Durbin in the tree.  The plan was excellent, his shot was true, but luck wasn’t part of the equation—or at least good luck.  His shot hit the scope of Boxer’s rifle, disabling it, but then ricocheted up, directly to Boxer’s jugular vein.  In an instant, Boxer knew he was in trouble, as blood was shooting out of him in spurts.

As he started to get down from the tree, he said, in a very garbled manner, “LeRoy, I’m hit.  I need help.”

Burras hurried along the side of the embankment as fast as he could.  When he was about halfway to Boxer, he watched as the mortally wounded Boxer fell out of the tree with a thud…and didn’t move at all.  Burras saw the still form of his fellow Durbin employee, decided there was nothing he could do for him, then turned and headed back toward their car. 

By then Bill was at the access road, with Leo not far behind.  Horace looked over the scene carefully.  “Okay, the guy I shot at is down from the tree, just lying on the ground, not moving.  I’ve see a bit of foliage movement, but not who’s causing it.  My guess is he’s seen the condition of the guy I shot and is getting outta Dodge.  He’s moving from my right to my left.”

Bill muttered, “There’s a small pond down that way—probably where they parked their car.  Hold it…I hear the car starting up.”

Getting no response nor expecting one, Bill aimed his rifle in the general direction of the noise from the car he’d heard.  He fired off one shot just as Leo stopped next to him.  Both men heard the sound of shattering glass.  Leo looked in the direction Bill was aiming—and also heard the car moving in addition to the glass shattering sound.  He began shooting in the same general direction as Bill.  Both men hit the car in various places and, in addition to thuds of rounds hitting the car body, they also heard more glass shattering. 

Burras was beside himself with fear as shots were tearing the car to pieces.  He had a few small cuts from flying glass, in spite of the safety standards of such glass.  He knew his only hope was to keep heading back to the highway above his present location.  Assuming Bob was at least one of the guys shooting at him, he decided the best place for him to be was elsewhere.  Hookings and Carnahan had been very clear about what they had seen at Bob’s office.  Boxer was probably dead…and he wanted no part of Mr. Bob Becker.

 

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