JENNINGS Elizabeth by Pursuit (warner)

Author:Pursuit (warner) [(warner), Pursuit]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-01-07T07:26:44+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

San Luis

April 27

The bullet sliced the top off the cactus, which would have been good if Charlotte had been aiming at

it. The Corona bottle on the boulder was, however, unfortunately still intact.

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They were five miles out of San Luis, on a long flat stretch of desert both Matt and Lenny used for

target practice. The ground in a ten-yard radius was littered with shell casings.

Charlotte was holding her weapon as if it were a rattlesnake and while pulling the trigger, she’d

definitely closed both eyes. Matt was really grateful the weapon was pointed away from him. “Have

to keep your eyes open to hit anything, honey,” Matt said mildly. “Let’s try it again, okay?”

So far, she’d hit air, a couple of rocks, air, a cactus, and air, but no bottle. They’d been shooting for

an hour.

She shot him a haughty look and lifted once more the Tomcat Matt had borrowed from Lenny.

“Remember what I said about sighting. Now, take a deep breath and pull the trigger halfway through

exhaling.” Matt had talked shooting theory all through breakfast, and on the way out, even though he

knew he was boring her. No matter, something would stick.

“Sounds like you’re correcting my golf swing,” she grumbled.

“It’s a little more serious than that.” Matt looked down at her, into that beautiful face, and felt it all

over again—rage that someone would want to harm her and fear that he could lose her. What would

motivate her to do better? “Listen, honey. I want you to imagine that you’re back wherever you came

from. And when this guy comes after you, you’ve got this gun in your hand. He knows he’s going to

win because he’s armed, and you’re not. However unfair it is, he can do what he wants and get away

with it. What he wants is to kill you. He’s moving toward you, he’s raising his gun, and so you—”

Matt didn’t finish the sentence. He was interrupted by the sharp report of the Tomcat, immediately

followed by the highping! of a bullet smashing a long-neck. “Take that, you son of a bitch,” Charlotte

whispered.

Well,that worked. Matt touched her lightly on the shoulder. Her muscles were tense. “Great shot,

honey. Now remember the feel of that in your hands. Remember it carefully, because right then, you

shot what you were aiming at. Your hand and your eyes were working together, and that’s the only

way you’re going to learn how to shoot.”

Inside, he was exulting. It might have been a fluke, and it might not. Charlotte was an artist, a good

one. She had superb hand-eye coordination, and if she wanted to, she could probably become a good

shooter.

He’d found the key to motivating Charlotte, and it was an important part of a warrior’s emotional

arsenal, too. The thirst for revenge.

Couldn’t beat it.

Warrenton

April 27

It was time—0300.

Barrett uncoiled from his crouch and went to collect his tools. Moira was still babbling, but she

was saying the same things, over and over. She’d told him everything she could. Now it was time for

her body to tell another story.

Wherever

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