The Fields of Lemuria
“For some reason, it never occurred to him that his blood would be that bright and that red. Then again¸ it could just be the crisp glare of the morning sun playing havoc with his vision.
Or the pain. Yeah, it was probably the pain.
Pollard’s fingers were clenched so tightly around the brown handle of the eleven-inch weapon that they had turned pale white. The man’s face remained contorted in that odd expression—a mixture of hate and exhilaration—as he walked toward Keo, as if he had all... the time in the world, and not at all like a father about to exact his long sought-after revenge against the man responsible.
Keo had lost the MP5SD. Between being picked up and tossed out of the woods (as if he were a child, which was pretty damn embarrassing) into the front yard of the park visitors’ building and flying through the air, the submachine gun had been dislodged despite the strap. He could see the steel suppressor jutting up from the blades of overgrown grass between him and Pollard.MoreLess
Or the pain. Yeah, it was probably the pain.
Pollard’s fingers were clenched so tightly around the brown handle of the eleven-inch weapon that they had turned pale white. The man’s face remained contorted in that odd expression—a mixture of hate and exhilaration—as he walked toward Keo, as if he had all... the time in the world, and not at all like a father about to exact his long sought-after revenge against the man responsible.
Keo had lost the MP5SD. Between being picked up and tossed out of the woods (as if he were a child, which was pretty damn embarrassing) into the front yard of the park visitors’ building and flying through the air, the submachine gun had been dislodged despite the strap. He could see the steel suppressor jutting up from the blades of overgrown grass between him and Pollard.MoreLess
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