9 Chapter 9

“You take one more step toward me, and I’ll shoot. I mean it.”

But the Night Flyer didn’t stop.

Deuce watched as the mugger began backing up, his gun hand trembling, and with a voice that shook, he said, “I mean it. I’ll shoot.”

“And risk being found out? Like the man said, people like you crawl around in the da…”

Before he could get his words out, suddenly the mugger shot, over and over again, but the bullets bounced off the hero’s chest and fell on the concrete.

“Will you stop that?” the Night Flyer said, grabbing the gun away from him. “With those bullets flying all over the place you’re going to hit someone.”

“Oh, my God,” the mugger bellowed, and turned and ran.

The Night Flyer quickly turned to Deuce, and said, “Are you okay? Did he take anything?”

“Uh…actually, n-no. I…I…those bullets just bounced off you.”

“Don’t worry about me. Are you all right?”