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Оглавление“We’re driving around until they’re finished with the first witness.” Delaney looked over her shoulder at Bruce for a split second.
His heart sped up as the mail truck sped down the parking ramps. Let this time be different.
A shot rang out. People screamed on the courthouse steps and uniformed men ran out, looking up, weapons in hand. A metal crunching sound reverberated through the vehicle. Bruce reeled forward as the truck spun backward. Someone honked.
“Have we been hit?”
“Everyone okay?” Delaney shouted at the same time.
So the truck had been shot at, but he didn’t see where the bullet had landed. Bruce launched himself out of his seat and sat next to Winnie, both shielding her and frantically checking for any injuries.
Delaney picked up her radio and spoke rapidly. “Shots fired. Two down.”
Bruce groaned, hung his head and kissed Winnie’s forehead.
Someone had been waiting for them.
