Friday Night Drabble Party!
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So, some quick news before we dive into the 100 words of awesome.
I have gotten my rights back to Salvage Merc One, Blood Cruise, Fighting Iron, Dead Team Alpha, and In Perpetuity. That’s eight novels! It’ll be a bit before I can publish them myself, so stay tuned!
I have a few more things to announce/chat about, but they can wait until next week. Don’t want to overload y’all when what you really came here for is a kick-ass drabble!
So, here ya go!
That was what Riley was taught.
Center fucking mass.
Should have dropped the son of a bitch like that.
It did not.
“What’s the sit, Riley?”
“I put three in the fucker’s chest and nothing.”
“How far out is it?”
“Two clicks and coming in fast.”
“Change positions and reengage.”
“Sarge, I put three .50 cal rounds right where its heart should be. Nothing.”
“Then that’s not where its heart is, Riley. Change positions and reengage. Drop that fucker.”
“Take out the legs first. We’ll deal with the heart after.”
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