‘KING!!!’ screamed Winters, the long, gurgling howl held in his throat as loud as he could go.
Mark felt sure Winters looked him straight in the eyes as Mark pulled the trigger. His
powerful long-range rifle let off a ‘pop’ as the bullet found its target, right in the centre
of Winters forehead, sending him quickly to the floor, killed instantly. Mark exhaled a
long, hard sigh of relief before rolling over and out of his guile net. He quickly
disassembled his rifle and packed it, together with the guile net, into his kit bag and
quickly made his way down to the house, pistol drawn, inspecting Winters dead body.
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