Fifteen bullets were completely fired in no time at all.
Before Flossie Wright stood no one but Glenn Hutchinson, who was enveloped by the darkness, and Willie Ash, who had been shot to the ground and was gnashing his teeth in pain.
That was harsh!
Although the bullets were blanks, the weapon in his hand was a rifle. With such close proximity, administering such a brutal attack on her...
The captain must've had his heart broken to be this cold-blooded!
"Your late-night snacks."
Touching her nose, Flossie Wright pretended as if nothing had happened and handed the food she was holding directly to Glenn Hutchinson.
Glenn Hutchinson stood in the darkness, the flashlight's light shone at his feet, illuminating his black textured military boots clearly. The increasingly scattered light reached his upper body, casting his silhouette vaguely. It felt like an ethereal shadow cascading down.
