Hattie was instantly alert. The only thought in her mind was to get the story. She and JJ stopped dancing and Hattie headed for the table where she had left her purse. In that purse were her cell phone, pad pencil and tape recorder.
That's Hattie always ready to write a story! That most have been a big purse!
This time it required Kam-El to use his hands to snag the slugs from the air. He was fortunate that there were only four bullets left in his revolver. He intercepted two with each hand before the hammer of his revolver fell on an empty cylinder.
Opening his hands he allowed the slugs to fall to the floor, hoping to intimidate the shooters.
Good thing he was able to catch those bullets! Imagine the harm they would have caused if they had not? Unfortunately, since those guys are so loaded up with liquid courage, that might not be enough to intimidate them.
Over his shoulder, Jon said, “Stay close to me, but behind me. I won’t let him hurt you.”
Morgana replied, in a heartfelt whisper, “I know. This isn’t the first time.”
Kam-El replied, “I remember.”
“Looks like I’ll owe you another kiss.”
“Looks like.”
Oh what a wonderful thought!
When there was almost no one left he heard a groan and looking toward the sound saw part of a royal blue dress sticking out from under a table only a very few feet from the pool of blood from Jed. Rushing to it, he threw up the table cloth to reveal a still somewhat stunned Hattie, starting to sit up.
Hattie missed the whole thing! Glad JJ arrived when he did!
The action in this chapter was crisp and to the point, just what all of us are used to with your writing! I was reading so fast I had to go back and look at it again. Thanks!
