Chapter 95

“Take cover,” Martha yelled as she dove to the ground and rolled behind her car. “There’s a sniper on that roof,” she added, pointing at the hotel a few blocks away from the hall on the other side of the street and all the backups she brought found places to hide away from sight. “Somebody wants somebody dead,” she muttered to herself. “That’s the thing with these rich people. They’re always trying to outshine their selves even if it means killing the other or even hurting innocents in the process,” she twisted her face as she gritted her teeth.

She tried to peep at the spot she had sighted the sniper and quickly retracted to save her face from being blown up and the bullet shot from Timmy tore the ground right by her side.

“Great, I have been marked,” she blurted and rolled her eyes, then double-checked whether her gun was properly loaded and cocked. She was going to take one shot at him and it was going to be her bullet against his. She planned her jump and how she would take the sh