An explosion of sound. A vicious kick against her shoulder. A shower of water as the coffee can exploded.
–Exhale.
Trina lowered the rifle and pulled down her headgear to the sound of applause.
Lanny wolf-whistled.
She twisted around and saw her grandfather beaming at her.
And behind him, arms folded, the faintest hint of a smile gracing his lips, Nikita gave her a single nod.Well done.
She nodded back.
