Ch 38
“Kansasta, sweetie, why can’t you let your brother win?” asked Ada.
“Treat every game like a life or death scenario. Failure is death,” said Kanasta, getting ready to lunge at D.S.
“Time out, we should make things more interesting.” D.S. grabbed scissors from a light-green patch of grass. “You can use weapons too,” he said with a toothy grin.
“Heh, you are only making things more difficult for yourself,” said Kanasta, his hand on his gun. He zoomed up to D.S. and shot him three times in the chest at point-blank range. “Now you are it,” he said, emptying the clip and loading it back up.
