The Sound of a Gun

Chapter Two

I dropped down low, I didn't want to be the next target.

I shook myself and focused. What had happened? Someone had shot a gun, there was only one sound quite like that.

And what else had my ears picked up. Had I heard the paddling of my dog's feet, or a body hitting the deck? The click of a grasshopper, or the click of a gun. The whistle of the wind, or the whistle of a twisted serial killer.

Right now, I had to listen.