Leo's Hands

The situation goes south

The situation goes south

I started to go down the road backwards running as fast as I could.

During the walk around the building I noticed a big window placed really high. Under it, near the wall, there were some piled boxes that I could’ve tried to climb. Without thinking about it twice I leapt and started jumping from box to box to arrive at the top of the mountain, I noticed almost quickly that they were empty and in that moment I don’t know why Puddy Tat came to my mind. Leaning and fighting to not lose balance, risking of falling down because the boxes weak because of the rain had already started falling under my weight, I managed to throw a glance over the glass. The Boogeyman had Steve at gunpoint with his back towards me, under the sleazy light of a neon. My friend saw me and a flash of hope went through his blue eyes.

«Go, Leo! Go now» he yelled at me with all the breath he had.

The other hesitated and turned around to look behind him, Steve took advantage of that moment of indecision to jump on him and they started fighting rolling on the slippery pavement. I stayed there watching, unable to decide what to do and in the meantime I kept flopping to not fall down the cardboard mountain. The Boogeyman managed to hit my mate on the chin with his head, Steve let go, dizzy, and the other took the chance to wriggle himself. He added some salt throwing a punch at his stomach, then he threw himself on the gun that had slipped from his hand.

«Damn meddler, you asked for it!» he yelled lifting his tense arm towards Steve to aim.

The latter in the meantime got back up and started running zigzag to a big machine, in the desperate search of a shelter. The situation was bad, moreover at any moment the boxes would’ve collapsed definitely. That was my last occasion to try and help my friend. Banned every hesitation, I gathered myself to jump. The first gunshot exploded while I hit the window, his echo rang so hard to cover the noise of the glass breaking into pieces. Deaf, with a sharp hiss planted in the ears, I saw the second flame come out of the barrel of the gun just as I landed with my paws on the floor. Hearing the first shot explode Steve had instinctively ducked his head and had stopped. While he slowly turned around he was hit in plain chest. The impact with the bullet threw him back, when his back touched the ground something fell out of one of the pockets of his raincoat. A small squared and shiny object slipped along the smooth and greasy floor, until it fell down a slot. The Boogeyman, that now was running towards the door with the intention of sneaking away, I lose interest in him to run to my mate.

«Take him, Leo. Take that carrion» he said to me in a whisper.

I ran fast as I had never done before but it was useless, when I got to the exit the other had already slipped out and closed back the gate. I only managed to see, from a crack, the Boogeyman getting in the car. He left in reverse to exit the parking lot and hit a lamp pole, right after he winded the engine, engaged the first gear and got away hurriedly lifting a rain of gravel.