The Clue
Relieved, I paced to the car to place the dog, and it was at that moment that a gunshot shattered the window's glass. "WE HAVE THE DOG! WHY IS THE SNIPER STILL AFTER US!" I cried, taking shelter behind the vehicle.
"I don't know!" she yelled from the front side of the car. "But what I'm sure of is that I'm done playing by the rules!" Ezra ducked down, trying to move toward me only to get shot at, the bullet creating a hole inches away from her foot. "Let me correct you! He's after ME, not US. You are more exposed than I am and he hasn't yet attempted anything on you!"
"DON'T JINX IT!" I snapped, embracing the dog closer to my chest to stop it from squirming.
"Since that's the case, pass me the M40 from the back!"
"THE WHAT?!"
"THE FUCKING SNIPER RIFLE, YOU DUMBASS! WHY ARE YOU SO SLOW IN CRUCIAL MOMENTS?!" she barked, and I knew she was rolling her eyes at me without even looking at her face.