A Man of Honor.

Chapter 30: Scratching the Cueball.

"Sometimes I feel like God... when I order someone killed, they die the same day." ~ Pablo Escobar.

Bullets whizzed over my head as the rest of the cabin shattered all around me. A lamp that had been resting on the table blew apart, scattering pieces of porcelain all across the room. I heard two of Boris' guys outside return fire only to retreat to the safety of the cabin and take cover as they found themselves ambushed with overwhelming firepower.

I lay on the floor bleeding from the shot that had pierced my side holding one of the holes closed with my hand as I took stock of the situation observing everything as best I could. Neo was on the floor with Hush drawn, Dove had also taken a bullet and was currently inspecting the wound while he cursed up a storm. Despite the pain he had drawn his sword along with the rest of my crew who were hunkered down with weapons drawn.

Boris had thrown himself protectively over Sophia, shielding her as he yelled out for his men to try to get a location of the shooter, sending a couple to slowly crawl across the ground and out the back.

"They haven't needed to reload," Boris observed as bullets continued to tear through the wooden walls splintering furniture. "We have one shooter with a belt fed, perhaps more," he told the rest of his team. "Do not return fire without my command!"

"Russel window!" Cardin cried to him since he was the closest to one of the blasted apart windows. He crawled across the floor strewn with glass and porcelain.

I looked down at my scroll to the text that had just been sent to me warning me to hit the deck. I texted back to them as the gunfire continued to rattle off suppressing us all and keeping us pinned to the floor.

'Where is the shooter!?' I texted, in the hope that this mysterious number would lead to some help now that whoever was manning this machine gun was attempting to mow us all down.

I waited for a moment watching as Russel raised his scroll up so the camera could get a peek out of the window. He linked his phone with ours so we could see what he was seeing.

'Should be northeast of the cabin.' The text answered me a little disjointedly after a few long seconds of waiting.

"Russel look towards the northeast!" I ordered him.

"Where is that?" He asked me.

"Turn it to the right!" Sky said to him, staring at his own scroll. "Zoom in!" he ordered again, staring intently at the little screen. "There! I can see the muzzle flashes!"

"How did you know that?" Sophia asked me.

"I was told to hit the deck before the bullets started flying, it seems there's a guardian angel texting me!" I told her, holding my scroll up to make a point to her.

She frowned, not liking that I was getting strange texts about the situation but I only shrugged. It wasn't like I was expecting this either.

"Sky you got a rifle, get a line of sight through the window!" Cardin ordered him.

"Got it!" Sky said, moving into action crawling prone across the messy cabin floor.

"Neo!" I said, getting her attention. "Care to make a distraction for us?" I asked, figuring that her semblance would be a good way to divert the attention of the shooter.

"We got a couple of vehicles coming up!" Russel reported to us.

"Hold on!" I ordered, not wanting Sky to take the shot just to have some of these new guys blast him when he got up.

I turned my attention back to the screen to see that indeed two squad cars and a truck were heading right for us to stop in the dirt driveway. The Sheriff was here.