Page 515 of Chaos has a Name
Lance was about to have his throat cut.
There was only one choice.
Lifting his gun, he aimed it, shooting the knife out of the man’s hand.
Everyone in front of him jumped.
Well, so much for hiding.
Stepping out, Wyler began loading his gun as the one man held his hand and Lance stared at him with huge eyes. He was screaming into his gag, but Wyler couldn’t understand him.
“Back away from Lance,” he said, leveling his gun to take a more deadly shot if need be.
Only, he didn’t even get to put his finger on the trigger.
Something hit him in the back of the head, and Wyler began falling forward.
Tumbling.
And all around him, everything began going dark.
Well, now, he knew what Lance was screaming about now.
There weren’t two.
There were three, and one had been right behind him. Someone knew he hunted this area.
No doubt.
Yeah, that was just his luck.
* * *The Blackhawk Family* * *
The Woods
Not Far Away
They all heard the shot, and that didn’t make any of them happy. Unfortunately for them, they couldn’t tell who had fired.
Had it been Wyler?
Or someone else?
They began moving quicker, and that’s when Ivan gave her the bad news.
“He’s moving,” Ivan said, his tablet in his one hand as MATE was navigating to that spot.
Oh, shit.
“Is he running?” Elizabeth asked, hoping he’d gotten a shot off and was trying to escape.
That was her hope.
Ivan studied the movement, and he shook his head.
“No, he’s definitely walking. The distance he’s covering isn’t at a run.”
She looked around, and kept her voice low. The woods were shadowy at that time in the late afternoon. On top of that, she had that eerie feeling like they weren’t alone.
