Page 39 of Savage Throne
“Too bad.” Leo shrugged. “This is Moni’s phone call to win or lose.”
Come on, girl. You’ve got this.
I looked back at the targets. “I get three chances to hit each gold point?”
“You do and it will be timed.”
Shit.
I turned to him. “How many minutes for each target?”
“Minutes?” Leo laughed. “You get one minute for each.”
“So you want me to hit ten targets in at least ten minutes?”
“Exactly, we don’t have a lot of time tonight.” Leo checked his watch.
“And. . .you want me to do this game because?”
Leo smiled, that same twisted grin that always seemed to hold a secret. “Because you need to learn. And because I want to see how you handle this.”
“How to handle the game?”
“That too.”
I still don’t get it.
Pausing, I considered his lessons in the helicopter. Even though he’d clearly presented the game, there was much more to all of this.
What am I missing?
I scanned the area and didn’t see anyone but Song, Leo, and me.
There’s something more to this. I just know it.
I put my attention back on the guns.
He hadn’t said which ones to pick but I knew I had to choose wisely. The wrong choice could mean failure.
And I couldn’t afford that.
“How many guns can I have?”
“Good question. You may choose two.” He watched me closely. “These will be your guns forever.”
Forever?
The word echoed in my mind as I reached out and my fingers hovered over the cold metal.
My gaze flicked between the different weapons, each one calling to me in a different way.
Some were heavy, clearly meant for power but the weight would slow me down.
Others were lighter, quicker, yet lacked the same brute force to easily knock out those gold points.
Then, my eyes landed on a pair of blue pistols.
They were sleeker than the rest, smaller in size but still formidable. They had a higher bullet capacity, more options for reloading fast and they seemed to have a few extra features the others lacked.
