Seal Two: Chosen Angel Series by Sara Shanning

Author:Sara Shanning [Shanning, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

They’d eaten and then worked until the light was gone.

Exhausted, but satisfied for the most part with what had been accomplished, Ashar slept well, and then used the first filters of morning light to begin packing for the trip to come. Having a settled camp meant they had accumulated things that wouldn’t be necessary to take, or would have to be left behind simply for ease of travel.

Ashar picked up the gun. His pack was at his feet, open and waiting for more. He wanted to pack it. With the appearance of Marcus, and then John and Drew, he thought it was likely that they would encounter others as they traveled. Not everyone would be safe.

He wasn’t comfortable with the gun, but knew that he needed to be. It was black, said Smith & Wesson on the right side, 9mm on the top of the gun. Ashar disengaged the safety, examined the piece. Picking up a magazine, he slid it into the bottom, pushed up until it was solid. Thinking back on movies he’d seen, he grasped the top of the gun and pulled it back, listening to the click as a bullet entered the chamber.

Slipping the safety back into place, he tentatively clutched the gun in both hands and aimed it at the wall, imagining a bear or a solider coming at him. It wasn’t heavy in his hand. Could he pull the trigger? Would he hit what he was aiming at if he did? He hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Irv had taught him well and they hadn’t yet crossed paths with a bear. A soldier or a hostile person was more likely.

He put the extra magazine and ammunition in his bag, and buried it at the bottom.

Hesitating, Ashar contemplated scenarios, wanting to convince himself that he didn’t need to carry it. The darkness of the metal made him uneasy. His hand tightened on it as a sharp stab of premonition slid over his bones, cold instead of the heat he was used to.

He didn’t want to tell the others about the gun, but he wasn’t sure why. It didn’t make him feel any safer, so he wasn’t sure they would either. Especially if he told them he wasn’t even sure he could use it. Ashar shivered. Was God trying to tell him to put it away?

“What are you doing!” A horrified shout came from outside his shelter and Ashar frowned, quickly checking to make sure the safety was on and shoving the gun into his jacket pocket.

He pressed against his door and started to step out to see what the commotion was about then stopped, shifting backwards and easing the door almost closed to peer out. Ashar could see what he thought were Patrick’s legs from the knees down on the ground between his shelter and the kitchen. Had Patrick fallen?

Confused, he searched for who had called out. He thought it had been Adam. Beside his own hut was Adam’s. Monty stood rigid facing the inner area of it, his loose clothing taut over his shoulders.

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