Predator Eyes Of The Demon 72

The man who stepped outside was not Ajax Beck.
"You're kidding me," Ryan Malik said. He partially rosefrom his crouched position by his own cruiser. "Asshole must think it's Halloween. He-"

Before the deputy could finish his sentence, a blue beam cut across the space and he and his cruiser blew up. York didn't have to tell the other deputies what to do. Along with smoke, bits of metal and concrete and Malik's blood and flesh, the air exploded with gunfire. As the old brick front of the Hunting Depot shattered under the onslaught, their target dove to the right and--disappeared. No one stopped firing. A hundred, two hundred rounds,
and finally York aimed the bullhorn at the sky and screamed into it.

"Cease fire, damn it! Cease fire!" The gunfire stopped slowly, like a bundle of fireworks petering out. The silence that followed was pointedly short.-pg.384-385 chpt.14