Bab 159: Book 3: Chapter 18 - Road Trip.

　　　I breathe carefully through my nose, narrowing my eyes slightly to get a closer shot. My fingers wrap around the gun tightly, holding it with a firm grip so it doesn't recoil backwards and slap me in the face. Everything around me is eerily silent as I focus on my aim, waiting for the right moment to shoot. Behind me, Uncle Tobias is watching carefully, giving me instructions.

　　　"Lift it slightly higher." He mutters and I obey immediately. He inhales sharply and I know what his next words are going to be -

　　　"Now shoot."