Shooter Stories

Early Friday Morning... The phone beside the bed rang. WTF? Why am I getting... Oh, yeah... I vaguely remembered asking for two wake-up calls. Why? Then the phone rang again. It was... Jace? Who? Oh, yeah... My two awake brain cells began working. "Did you mean it?" Mean what??? Oh, yeah... "Come up and find out..." Ugghh... I seemed to have trouble hitting the floor with my feet. My head kept floating off my shoulders. M...