CHAPTER 35

I breathe carefully through my nose, narrowing my eyes slightly to get a closer shot. My fingers wrap around the gun tightly, holding it with a firm grip so it doesn't recoil backwards and slap me in the face. Everything around me is eerily silent as I focus on my aim, waiting for the right moment to shoot. Behind me, Uncle Tobias is watching carefully, giving me instructions. "Lift it slightly higher." He mutters and I obey immediately. He inhales sharply and I know what his next words are...