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Part Three: Broken Glass
Shatter
“Now Mayor Harper, no matter what happens in the next five
minutes, you need to do one thing and one only, okay?” Jerry
Lee asked.
“What is it?” Mayor Harper asked fearfully.
“Whatever I say you have to do it exactly and immediately.
No questions, no hesitation. Do you understand?” Jerry Lee
asked.
Mayor Harper nodded, his eyes full of fear.
“Okay, finish wrapping your coat around your face and listen
to me closely as you do it.” Jerry Lee said.
“This is a AMT Hardballer pistol.” Jerry Lee said, holding
up his pistol. “It’s stainless steel, got a five inch
barrel, fully adjustable rear sight.”
As Jerry Lee was speaking something broke through the second
story window, flying into the mayor’s office. It was
followed quickly by similar objects breaking through the six
other windows in the office.
“What the…” Mayor Harper uttered.
Mayor Harper was cut off as the objects began to spew gas
into the room. Mayor Harper’s eyes went wide.
“Oh dear lord! Is that tear gas?” Mayor Harper exclaimed.
Jerry Lee slammed his fist down on the desk.
“Ignore it!” Jerry Lee yelled.
Jerry Lee’s eyes were swollen and red, tears pouring out of
them. He didn’t seem bothered by it and held the pistol up
again.
“This here ejects the clip. It’s a seven round, single
column magazine. You slam it in, turn off the safety, take
aim, and pull the trigger to fire. Do you understand
everything I’ve told you about this weapon?” Jerry Lee
asked.
“Yes, I think so.” Mayor Harper coughed as he answered, the
tear gas effecting him even though he had his coat wrapped
around his face.
A slamming sound came from the door to the mayor’s office.
Someone was trying to come in, but Jerry Lee’s chair was
still lodged beneath the door knob, holding the door shut
for now. Jerry Lee put the pistol onto the desk and slid it
towards Mayor Harper.
“It’s time to shake and bake baby. Grab the gun and follow
me.” Jerry Lee said, a smile on his face.
Mayor Harper reached out with a shaking hand and picked up
the gun. He held it up in front of his face, studying it,
and then pointed it at Jerry Lee.
“We’re not going anywhere you psycho.” Mayor Harper said.
The door to the office shuddered from what had sounded like
someone kicking it. Jerry Lee stared at Mayor Harper, a dry
smile stretched across his lips. Tears streaked down his
face from his irritated eyes.
“Mr. Mayor, right now there are at least twenty armed and
dangerous men trying to get in here.” Jerry Lee stepped
towards the Mayor as he continued to speak. “You just settle
yourself down and we…”
“Stop right there!” Mayor Harper yelled, gesturing with the
gun as he did.
Jerry Lee stopped. He was standing by the desk, looking
across it at Mayor Harper. The smile was gone from his face.
Another heavy blow landed on the door, causing the frame to
crack and groan.
“Now listen here Mr. Harper. You are trying my patience and
wasting time we don’t have. Now give me the gun and…”
“No! We’re gonna sit right here and I swear to the heavens
that if you move again I will kill you.” Mayor Harper
yelled.
Jerry Lee watched Mayor Harper for a long moment, and then
spoke.
“You’re serious about this?” Jerry Lee asked.
“As a heart attack son.” Mayor Harper answered. “Now either
you’re going to explain to me what the hell is going on or
we’re going to wait for your tear gas firing friends to
finish breaking the door open and I’ll get them to explain
it to me.”
Jerry Lee sighed and straightened his bright blue suit, but
said nothing.
“What, no smart remarks when you’re not the one holding the
gun?” Mayor Harper asked sharply.
Jerry Lee’s body tensed up. His eyes took on a deadly edge
as he stared at the Mayor. The tear gas had filled the room,
swirling around both men. Jerry Lee ran his hand through his
curly blonde hair, watching Mayor Harper closely. The
banging continued on the office door, splintering the frame
further. Jerry Lee focused on Mayor Harper’s eyes. After a
moment he saw the mayor’s eyes twitch, the gas irritating
them. Jerry Lee sprung into action.
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT TIME IN THE SUPER SIZED FOURTH PART
OF SMALL TOWN HITTER CALLED…
ESCAPE FROM CITY HALL
Is hitman Jerry Lee Louise there to save the mayor or to
kill him? Who are the men laying siege to City Hall? How
does the Mayor’s daughter play into things? Goodness
gracious, great balls of fire do things heat up! Don’t miss
it! Take the day off from work! Quit your job! File for
unemployment! Do whatever it takes to join us in just a few
short weeks for…
ESCAPE FROM CITY HALL