Zeus and Io - Book 3
Copyright© 2014 by Harry Carton
Chapter 13
Zeus
Christmas eve. It's supposed to be a family time, but I didn't have a family. Except for Artemis, who was by my side, and Martinez, who was in my head, and Io, who was probably in a salt cave inside some computer chips. Arti had family I guess: her Aunt Poppy. But she didn't make a move to contact her. It was the same as Thanksgiving, I guess.
Mostly Christmas eve was D-day for the 'keep Alison Hartnet alive' project. I sat behind my rifle, looking through the scope at the FBI agent who was sitting in a glider on the Hartnet/Vander front porch. Christmas eve ticked down to midnight, then it became Christmas. I guess some people were at church. We were here sighting down a sniper rifle hoping to get a shot at some bad guys.
I had taken my eye off the scope and was rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes when Arti jostled my elbow. I took a quick look at my wristwatch: 1:33 a.m. She was looking through her binocs at a different angle.
"They're here. Two targets. Looks like men," Arti whispered. I couldn't really spin my rifle around to get a look through the scope. So I just looked where she was looking. It was dark; my eyes didn't come equipped with night vision, so I didn't see much. I did see some movement, though. They were keeping to the shadows.
I looked back through the scope. The FBI guy was only marginally awake, I guess. In any event, he didn't see them. I felt bad for the guy.
"They each have a gun. Looks like silencers," Arti said. I didn't think this was the right time to point out that there's no such thing as a silencer. Noise suppressor, or just suppressor was the right term.
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