[ Flynn flashes him another grateful look, all smiles, and raises the gun again. If Yuri were here, he'd hit the target right away. Flynn's sure of that. As it is, he'll have to do his best to hold steady, to aim where he thinks the center is, and wait—
the little target pops up again. Flynn pulls the trigger.
The blonde cutout goes down in a heartbeat, and Flynn holds his breath, but—
no subject
the little target pops up again. Flynn pulls the trigger.
The blonde cutout goes down in a heartbeat, and Flynn holds his breath, but—
he looks at Hugh again, wide-eyed. ]
Nothing.