“Amy is something else.  She has that gaming company riding a rocket.  The industry media love her.  She’s well-spoken and perfect in front of the camera.”  He paused for a minute.  “Are you ok being invisible, Jack?”

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Ron swung around at the explosion of sound off to his side, seeing the man emerge from the wall, stumbling a couple of steps into the room, then charging him.  He shot his last round at the man, point blank.  The gun clicked just before Ron was lifted from the floor, losing his grip on Vivian.  The man carried him across the room and slammed him into the wall hard enough to break out the sheetrock around two studs. 

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“That’s his field name.  He’s often our guardian angel…”  He didn’t say that he’d been called “Angel of Death” by soldiers on three continents that he was charged with protecting people from.

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If you choose to charge her, an army of blood sucking ghouls, our lawyers, will descend on this town.  By the time they leave, you… the former Sheriff… will be able to drive by the Lisa Clay Law Enforcement and Public Safety facility in the town square. 

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Before the gun was completely free of the pocket, Gunny had twisted the man’s hand backward and thumbed the safety back on.  The sound of his wrist breaking was clearly heard by all the students. 

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Jack discovered that three tequila shots was slightly past his limit.  At least in the short time frame involved.  Four was well past. 

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