"I'll sweep the rest of the vehicles tomorrow before Grant and I take you to the range." Lance said facing Krista. "Ethan says you have two other vehicles?"
"Yeah, they're still at mom and dad's. I was going to get them this week." Krista nodded.
"After our shooting tomorrow I'll check them and your folk’s vehicles." Lance offered.
"Thank you." Krista sighed.
Tony hung up his phone. "I filled in Gage. He'll meet me here first thing."
"Alright. Thanks guys. Go home. I got the feeling we're gonna be busy tomorrow." Ethan groaned.
Lance and Tony told them good night and Ethan lead Krista back upstairs. The couple climbed back into bed. "You alright Ethan?"
"I will be once we stop this fucker. He's toying with us and I hate it."
"We'll stop him. He thinks he's going to catch us off our game, but he doesn't know us very well does he?"
Ethan had to chuckle at that. "Nope, he sure as hell doesn't. Let's try to sleep babe. We both have a full day tomorrow."
Chapter 23
Krista watched as Lance set up the targets. She was excited, she could barely stay still. On the table in front of her were various firearms. Including a .338 McMallin TAC and a Remington 700 Long. Oh yes, she knew they were now famous thanks to Hollywood, but she had known about both rifles and got to shoot them long before a movie made them famous.
Next to her Grant chuckled. "You look like a kid in a candy store."
"Firearms are my candy Grant. My Dad is an avid hunter so I've been shooting since I could walk it seems. He bought me my first .22 Long when I was five. When I turned sixteen he bought me a Remington Sendero SF II. I love that weapon." Krista beamed.
Grant let out an appreciative whistle. "Very nice."
At that moment Lance rejoined them. "Alright, you want to start with pistols or rifles?"
"Let's go pistols. I'll save the rifles for some fun." Krista smiled.
"Okay then." Lance smirked. "I know you carry the P239. I brought a few of the pistols that we carry. If the worst happens and you lose your weapon and need to grab one of ours, I want to make sure you are comfortable with them."
Krista nodded as she studied the five different pistols. Grant spoke then. "The first is what Ethan carries. A Colt Delta Elite. It's a .41 caliber and fires smooth. The next is my personal favorite, the FNX .45. I love this little baby. The next two are both Ruger's, a Ruger SR40 and the Ruger American 45 auto. Last but not least is a S&W M&P9."
Krista lightly ran a hand over the Colt. She picked it up and tested the weight in her hand. It felt comfortable in her hand. Deciding this was the first one, she grabbed a clip and slipped it in. The three donned their ear protection as Krista stepped up to the line.
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Ethan sat in Wilson's office at PD waiting. His dad's former partner had been called out and Ethan was shown into the senior Detective's office to wait. He was still fuming at finding that dammed tracker on his bike. At this moment Tony and Gage were checking out his house and property and his fiancée was at the range with Lance and Grant.
'What is this fucker waiting for? Is he really just waiting for Krista's book release? Will he make his move sooner?'Ethan wondered.
He had never been a patient guy, even though the Marines taught him to be a little better at it, he still hated waiting. He was a man of action and at the moment he and his guys were stuck sitting on their asses waiting for the guy's next move.
"Hello Ethan, sorry about the. One of my other cases." Wilson apologized as he walked in.
"It's alright." Ethan nodded, shaking the older man's hand. "How's Marcy these days?"
Wilson chuckled. "She's doing good. She's enjoying her AP English classes so far. I swear she has more patience than me. I could never be a teacher."
"I hear you there." Ethan agreed.
Wilson sat behind his desk. "So, our lab and the Fed’s labs are done with the rifle. The bullets from the UPS store and the ones from Blackout are a match. The rifle was used at both scenes. No prints were found, so I'm gathering the shooter wore gloves."
"I wasn't expecting to find prints. Krista did say the rounds from the UPS store sounded like a 17 HMR and she should know, Nick and Jax both had them." Ethan said.