Epitaph, Part 16
Sunday, November 6th, 2011
16 – Berlin
Some people ducked instinctively, right along with Holden, while someone else asked, “Who’s shooting off fireworks?”
They sounded similar, but once you were actually shot at, it was easy to tell the difference between sounds. Firecrackers had an open sound, while there was something muffled about gunshots, something flat. He could ask Roan why that was, he just might know, but honestly Holden didn’t care that much.
People were fleeing into the kitchen as Holden was leaving, so he had to fight the tide, and once he made it to the living room all was chaos. At least the shots seemed confined to the outside, for the moment. “Out the back!” someone was shouting. “Out the kitchen door!” It took Holden a moment to recognize the voice, maybe because it was so authoritative and butch, but it was Scott, deploying his captain’s voice. And it was working, judging from the number of people headed that way.
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