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Feb
6
Forgive the interruption. As I was saying …
Brianna’s gun was shaped basically like a normal gun, but with a coil of wire around the barrel and a black bulb where the hole for bullets to come out should have been.
After she fired it nothing happened, as far as I could see.
“Is that it?” I asked, unimpressed.
She pulled a thing that looked like a cell phone out of another pocket and waved it toward the fence. I could see a green light flashing on the screen.
“Yes,” she said. “The electronics are down. Now what about the UV lights?”
I hefted my rock, getting the feel of it, finding the balance, becoming one with my weapon. Then I threw it … There was no satisfying crash, just a dull “thunk” as it landed in the shrubbery.
“Nice one,” said Brianna, sarcasm dripping like venom from her words. I refrained from snapping at her and instead picked up another rock. This time the crash was very satisfying and the light went out.
We hurried half-way back to the car and repeated the operation. This time my rock hit the mark first time but Brianna had to fire her gun twice. I felt proud for low-tech.
“Okay,” said Francesca. “You two go now and I’ll be your back up.” She pumped her shotgun and then cradled it like it was a newborn. My heart skipped a beat – what a woman.
I felt a sharp finger poke me in the back and I turned my enraptured gaze from Francesca and back to the job at hand.
I pointed at the garden beyond the ten foot high fence. “Land on that lawn and then go immediately under those trees to the left.” Brianna nodded in agreement and we rushed out of the bushes and jumped.
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