"Kenny!"
"Walt!"
"Manuel?!"
Cook raised his voice and called out the names of his three men, but no one answered.
It was not until half a minute later that there was another knock on the door.
"What a load of bullshit." Cook sneered. He did not say any more nonsense after that. He pulled the trigger and emptied all the bullets from his pistol. The other party might have sabotaged himself this time. If he did not knock on the door, Cook might have still not known where he was. With the knocking on the door, the other party had just revealed his position. And the thin wooden door was nowhere nearly tough enough to stop the bullets from penetrating it.
In the blink of an eye, Cook was done shooting at the door. When the white smoke from the muzzle dissipated, he could no longer hear anyone moving outside the house.
Cook threw the empty pistol to Matthew and said at the same time, "Go, open the door and see what's going on outside."
