Hannigan "HellFire" Free Today
Leaving behind someone he cared about wasn't a choice, after what happened.
To Hannigan everything went into slow motion and his vision narrowed
so that all he saw was Jack dropping his shoulders and a flicker of
light reflecting off the twin 45 cal. derringers drop into Jacks hands
from his coat sleeve.
You know you can see a low-velocity .45 slug coming at you in the
right conditions and this must of been one because in my minds-eye I saw
the .45 tracking me like a hawk coming for it's prey. I covered my
movement with my slicker drawing my Colt lightening as I twisted just
enough that the 45 cut across my chest like a wild boar roaring through
underbrush.
It caught me off guard just enough that I hit the deck rolling to a crouch I fired again as another .45 slug honed in on me.
Jack had dropped both derringers into his hands either by mistake or
a planned action based on the fire that was pushing him to kill the man
in front of him.
Not use to using both derringers at the same time, He was slow
getting the second shot off but before he did he felt Hannigans bullet
slice through him like a hot knife slicing through butter.
His knee's wobbled as he tried to stand his ground..as he fired again.
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