Snipers Mark by Ghost Wolf, Book cover by: GhostWolf (accelerated reader books .TXT) 📕

"All we know right now is someone was trying to kill Skylar or trying to fuck us up," Blake said trying to keep his cool. Everyone knew the dangers of the job and when somthing does go to plan it's all hands on deck. Especially when one of the team got targeted. "Let's get some sleep we have to check out tomarrow and move," Tanner said ending the conversation. Karley and I shared a bed while Tanner and Blake shared the other. Tyler slept on the couch even though I was smaller than all of them and would have been ok on the couch however being the quiet gentlemen he was. 

Tanner woke everyone up before the sun came up. I was so deep in sleep that when Tanner shook me awake I rolled over pulling a pistol out from under my pillow. However Tanner knowing this probably would happen was ready and hand my wrist and pointing the gun down. I grumbled about being woken up and Tanner let go. An hour later I had a sun hat on and was dragging a suit case behind me. The others followed with fishing hats on and fishing rods along with their bags. Karley paid becuase she hasn't been seen by the cops. The disguises we were wearing covered up any suspicion and the fishing hats and sun hats covered out faces, our gear including weapons were hiding in the suitcases. Once in the van we ditched the hats. "Where too?" Karley asked as we drove off. "I'm more interested in the paint job on the van," Blake said teasing Tanner. "I didn't have a whole lot of time," he growled from the front seat. 

“Focus," Karley said as she took a right. "I'm waiting on a call," Tanner said pulling his phone out. "I'm waiting for one too," I said grinning. Tyler turned to look at me realizing first. Blake and Tanner followed. "You didn't," Blake said mouth open. "Don't believe me?" I asked leaning back and closing my eyes. "Besides I won't be around and it's a burner phone," I said eyes still closed. I could feel Tanners look and I wasn't sure he was happy. About an hour of driving Tanner got a call and we stopped for a drink at a coffee shop. Tanner disappeared outside while we ordered coffee. A few minutes later we had our coffee and we're sitting under the umbrella outside. "Your getting better with your aim there Skylar," Tyler said mentioning my shots last night. I nodded messing with my hair as I sipped my coffee, "I'm trying. It was a little difficult with the dark and wind changing directions," I said remembering the last shot and how it missed its target. Tyler was about to say somthing when Tanner came back. "Got me a coffe?" He asked acting almost hurt. I raised an eyebrow smirking. "Didnt think you'd want yours so I drank it," I said sipping the coffe in my hands. Karley rolled her eyes shaking her head and handed Tanner his coffee and he sat down. "Command wants us sticking low for now. Last nights party didn't go so well and now Blake Tyler and I are on the cops radar. Boss is determining if we're to be pulled out," I set my coffee down abruptly. Tanner shook his head. "Don't argue Skylar," he said as I opened my mouth to protest. I glared picking up my coffee and tossing it in the trash and stalked off. No one followed as this was normal when I got angry. I stepped into an alley glancing over my shoulder before I took a running start and jumped up onto a dumpster and bounded off that grabbing the lower rung of a fire escape. I was on the roof within seconds still fuming.

I traveled by roof for a while until I found a vantage point where I could observe the activity at the building we hit last night. Cops swarmed around the place as well as the building I had been at. As if he knew I was there watching the burner phone rang. I let it ring three times before I answered. "Hello?" I said sweetly. It was quiet for a moment before Detective Young answered. "Hello," he said. A waited a moment before answering. I could hear faintly in the back a keyboard being used. Trying to track my position. "I'm guessing you've printed the wolf for fingerprints, anylized the paper, tested the ink and handwriting?" I asked knowing full well he has. "And I'm guessing, well I know your attempting to track me. Let me save you the time and electricity. I'm using a burner phone," I said before he could answer the first question. He exhaled disappointed. "For someone so young you know what your doing," he replied after he thanked the techy trying to track me. "I must apologize for having to talk over the phone. But I like to wander the city and I don't need cops and bounty hunters ruining my sight seeing," I said leaning forward putting my elbows on the ledge of the roof. "Yes, I was hoping we could meet," he commented almost in a convincing tone. "Your a nice shot," he praised as he shuffled some papers. "Thanks, I gotta try. Gotta stop the bad guys," I said turning around and crossing my legs. "Didnt need to shoot a body guard to cause a distraction," he replied his tone darkening. "And the gun dealer didn't need to die," I let the silence fill the space. "I was aiming for his stomach," I said quietly. The sincerity was evident but he wanted info he wanted to know who I was. "Got a name?" He asked gently. "I do but I don't hand it out to strangers you know stranger danger and all that," I chuckled putting the phone in between my shoulder and my ear to pull my gun out and check I had a bullet in the chamber. I released the slide with a satisfied chch sound. I could hear him suck a breathe in as he heard it. "Quit panicking I'm not about to shoot anyone or rob a bank," I said reassuring the detective. "How did you know I was there?" I asked suddenly out of no where. A pause and then a breathe. "What do you want? Why leave us a phone number?" I laughed. "Alright I see how it is. Don't answer my question but ask your own," I replied putting my gun back into its holster. "Ever heard of a challenge? I like challenges and you've proven to be one. So here's what I offer. If you can catch me and only me I'll uh give you information on things you don't know. However you bring me into a police station," I paused to make sure he was listening. "I'll shut down and you'll get nothing," I said. "I can be useful to you and vise versa, I'll give you a clue if you can find it at every place we go too and if you can decifer them we can meet up," I said knowing he would take it. "See ya around detective. Oh and uh see if you can't find a shell two floors up from the party room becuase your people are not looking there from what I can see now. Au revoiur!" I said ending the call. Detective Young cursed realizing I was near the crime scene and was on his way. I left an origami wolf tucked in between two panels and left.

The origami wolf fluttered in the breeze still wedged in between the panel, the city night cold and bright. Red and blue lights flashed below the brick building across the street silent abandoned. Detective Young stood staring at the origami wolf, crisp white paper folded perfectly into a new form, his hands in his pockets, stormy blue eyes glaring. 

"Andrew," footsteps echo up the stairs and a woman in her late 20s, tall and slim, dark brown hair held high in a ponytail, pushes the roof access door open, her hands on her hip just above the gun at her waist. Detective Andrew young turned the folded paper in his gloved hand delicately as if it would crumble or disintegrate if he wasn't careful. 

"Amanda," he said curtly putting the folded paper into an evidence bag. "I want this processed, I want to know exactly what kind of paper, ink, where it came from," he said glancing around the rooftop. 

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Publication Date: 10-27-2020

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