Chapter 31: No Easy Way Out
Both the men were scarily proficient with the weapons in their hands returning fire, so the campsite quickly turned into something that resembled a warzone. The gunshots from the faceless attackers continued to kick up rock and sand while chunks of bark peeled off of the trees all around us. The initial shots were probably meant as a warning, another tactic to scare us. It was clear whoever was doing all of this wanted to get us to move along. My best guess would be that they wanted us as far away from the hidden field of narcotics as they could get us. As soon as both Grady and Webb started shooting back, the threat from those returning fire became more real. A hunk of tree tore off right above where Cy was covering me and I heard him swear as the wooden shrapnel tore across his scalp. A brilliant red drop of blood trickled over the center of his forehead and across the bridge of his nose before he reached up with his injured arm to swipe at it.