Confirmation_Investigations of the Unexplained by Barna Donovan

Author:Barna Donovan [Donovan, Barna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07FLY1MLH
Publisher: World Castle Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-07-14T00:00:00+00:00

5.

A moment after the room was flooded by lights, it was assaulted by noise; flooded by the noise of a revving engine, a gunshot, then the sounds of wood tearing, disintegrating, glass obliterating, the scream of a man knowing his life was about to blink out in an instant.

As Rick spun toward the sound of the noise and the lights, he saw the front end of a car barreling toward the Foster house. At first the vehicle hit the stairs to the porch, began crushing it, yet at the same time getting its momentum deflected upward as if by a ramp.

Rick dived through the air, his arms grasping for Cornelia as an oncoming car slammed into the front door of the Fosters’ home, tore it to shards of wood and glass, instantly killed one of Roberts’ gunmen who had taken a shot at it, then skidded across the living room, ran over a second gunman, and went ramming into the wall on the far side.

As he and Cornelia slammed into the hardwood flooring, Rick’s glance shifted toward the spot where Roberts used to stand, finding him sprawled on the ground as well. But, unfortunately, Roberts was not on the ground because he had been hit by the incoming car. He was down because he, too, had dived out of the way.

And another unfortunate sight was that of two remaining gunmen still on their feet, unhurt. One of them, in fact, was raising his own M-16 now, searching for the nearest target of opportunity. The target he seemed to have settled on was Rick and Cornelia.

Except he didn’t get a chance to take the shot. Three ragged holes burst open on his chest as semiautomatic gunfire thundered through the house. Roberts’s goon staggered backward, exit wounds spraying blood all over the Foster’s fireplace and mantle, eventually losing his footing and melting to the floor.

Before the last standing thug could even get as far as aiming, gunfire battered his upper chest, drilled into his face, and a final round caught him in the right temple and removed the left side of his skull.

Rick would have liked to have known who their saviors were at that moment, but first Roberts had to be dealt with. The leader of the assault on the Fosters appeared unhurt, about to rise to his feet and go for the M-16 only about a foot or two from his grip. So Rick reacted by springing upright and lunging for Roberts.

Rick connected with Roberts in a battering tackle, having invested all of his strength in hitting the man as hard as possible and moving him away from the assault rifle. The hit, however, turned out to be so hard—and Roberts’s body weighed much less than Rick anticipated—that they both hurtled farther backward than Rick had thought they would. Their bodies crashed into a picture window on the left side of the living room, obliterating it into a crystalline spray, then they caught on the window sill, flipped over, and exited the house.

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