151 Results in the "Bugs In Amber" category
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BIA Ch. 143
"You can probably guess his condition after being shot from this distance, right? The dog wasn't cute to begin with, and now he's even less so." Isaiah flinched involuntarily at the image that instantly came to mind. "Though, in my eyes, this look is actually more bearable." Contrary to his joking tone, the grip pressing on the back of his head was incredibly rough. Come to think of it, even the joke itself was quite terrifying. Only his tone and voice were gentle. His ears, still muffled from…-
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BIA Ch. 142
“Suddenly, you, you said you weren’t, weren’t turned on, that you wouldn’t do it! Even though you were the one who suggested it! You asked if I, if I wanted you to do it!” Hearing it now, he remembered. At Virginia’s house, Chester had been hitting on him so persistently that he’d briefly considered it, but then he saw the tattoo Isaiah Diaz had arbitrarily inked onto his body, got angry, and decided against it. It was something he had literally forgotten completely, and more…-
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BIA Ch. 141
“You crazy bastard! Wh-what grounds do you have to spout such bullshit! Why would Father, why me!” “Why? Just looking at your state now makes it obvious.” Isaiah brushed his leg off with irritation. He had only brushed it off lightly, but perhaps because Chester had no strength, he was sent sprawling at once. It was clearly an action meant to tell him to get lost, but seeing him collapse so limply and sob didn't sit right with him. If he had just shot him dead, it wouldn't have felt this…-
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BIA Ch. 137
“…….” Isaiah lowered the rifle he had raised to shoulder height. “Why did you come?” Bran asked, squinting his left eye. Could he be hurt? For a moment, Isaiah felt his heart plummet. The hand gripping the rifle trembled. To hide his agitation, Isaiah slung the rifle over his shoulder and deliberately spoke playfully. “Hmm, because I heard the voice of Yahweh echoing amidst the flames?” Bran wiped his face with a relatively less bloodstained part of his shirt and…-
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BIA Ch. 136
Drawing a pistol from his back pocket, Isaiah grabbed Mickey's head with his other hand and slammed it onto the floor. Mickey screamed and collapsed. Isaiah grabbed Harold, who was next to Mickey, by the collar and used his heavy body as a shield against the incoming bullets. In that position, leaning his head out just enough, he pulled the trigger towards the sedan. — Bang! The head of the guy leaning out of the passenger window snapped back as blood spurted. “Aaaaaaargh!” The guy…-
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BIA Ch. 135
Isaiah pulled the trigger with an expressionless face, anticipating the familiar, thrilling recoil at his fingertips. However. — Click With a faint sound, the trigger yielded limply. Naturally, nothing fired from the muzzle. He was out of bullets. Isaiah clicked his tongue, ejected the empty magazine, and threw it to the floor. Mickey, who had been watching breathlessly beside him, quickly handed over a new magazine. As soon as Isaiah loaded the magazine, he returned the bolt to its…-
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BIA Ch. 134
If that was the reason, then the fuss made sense. The plan had originally been to snipe Chester and his men as they came out after the service. “They're all, they're all going inside the church.” “Are they carrying guns?” “Yes. Pistols and… there are two or three guys carrying shotguns.” It seemed like the plan was to start shooting as soon as they entered the church. If so, shotguns could be a good choice. Since small pellets scatter upon firing, you could hit a few shots even…-
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BIA Ch. 133
The four men went next door to room 1807. “Give me the scope.” Isaiah said to Mickey. As if finally realizing Isaiah's true reason for coming here, Mickey quickly took the 34mm scope out of the gun bag and handed it over. Taking the scope, Isaiah went to the living room window, aimed the reticle at the center of the church's side door, and used the high-speed dial to adjust the magnification to 8x, 16x, and finally 24x. Fortunately, there was nothing obstructing the view. “Uhm……” As…-
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BIA Ch. 132
It was a pretty and neat handwriting, as if printed. Among the impeccably neat arrangement of letters, the first thing that caught the eye was the phrase ‘cute little bird’. Little bird. Bran often called Isaiah that. It actually referred to a shrike, but it was an embarrassingly affectionate nickname that could easily sound like a term of endearment between lovers. “Little bird…” Just as expected, Mickey narrowed his eyes and muttered. Isaiah snatched the receipt from Mickey’s…-
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BIA Ch. 131
The sound of a cell phone vibrating could be heard. “Ah, that’s mine.” Mickey put down the sandwich he was holding and took his cell phone out of his pants pocket. As he read the message, his brow gradually furrowed. “Jack?” “No. It’s Samuel.” “What does he say?” “It’s nothing. Nothing at all.” Mickey put the cell phone back into his pants pocket. “Did something happen? A problem?” “No, of course not.” Mickey smiled with an awkward expression.…-
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