“You’re good.You’re good,” he soothed me.“Lock on.”
Oh God!
I turned back to my window and locked on.
One seemed to break away in the direction of the dog pens.
Another broke away to head up to the front door.
“Please stay quiet, Tonks,” I muttered then, “I’m a go,” I said a little louder to Hutch.
“Good baby, stay locked,” Hutch said.Then I jumped when he boomed, “You’re trespassing!Leave immediately!”
One of the guys holding back aimed his gun at the attic, and it exploded.
It felt like the whole house shook.Debris flew from where the projectile hit the roof.I nearly screamed.
Tonks started barking.
“Go,” Hutch ordered.
I switched on my laser light, and it hit the chest of the guy beside the one who shot at us.
Another one shone through the night on the chest of the guy who shot.
That laser was the serious one.
They froze.
The man closer to the house started running toward it.The outside motion-sensor light came on, blinding me.I tore off my goggles in time to see the one going toward the pens begin to race around to the back of the house.
Hannibal started barking fiercely.
The tone of Tonks’s bark shifted, joining him.
The third guy seemed to be poising to run away.
A blast was heard from downstairs, and along with it the agonized howl of a dog.
My stomach twisted and the pain was insane.
Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod!
More ferocious barking, so ferocious, now I couldn’t tell which dog it was.
Zzsst!
The guy who shot first flew back.
Zzsst!
He went down.
The guy hesitating stopped hesitating and started running.
Zzsst!
He went down.
