Chapter 257

The first four teams were done, and the highest score so far was 160, made by the second group — pretty solid for newbies. Now it was Chris Wickham and Vanessa Brooks’ turn. Chris figured, hey, he had some shooting experience before, might as well take the lead. He fired the first shot — eight points. Vanessa glanced nervously at the crowd on the stands. All dressed in uniform, the pressure was intense, like performing calligraphy in front of a master. She really tried to calm herself, but when she pulled the trigger, her hands just wouldn’t listen. “Bang”—the gun went off, and no one knew where the bullet landed. Chris laughed like he couldn’t help it. “You missed completely, girl.” Seriously embarrassing — no one from previous teams had done that badly. The rest of the team burst into laughter, and even some of the officials on the stand found it amusing. Quinn Steele chuckled, finally finding some relief. “Leander, what kind of coach are you? You two too busy with your love life to