Tracey POV
After the long heart-to-heart with Tempest, and she appeared like she had made a breakthrough, we headed in looking for the guys; they were where we expected them, in the office, chatting. The shooting range was fun this time; the dummy shot had us all in stitches for the rest of the day. Even Gramp's was laughing, and the three men shared accidents. That was funny. It was a good day, so far, but like all good things, this day's fun had to end.
Storm's phone rang, bringing the outside world in.
"Another shooting. This time the shooter was killed. A bit stupid to kill him if you want my opinion, because dead I can't talk." Tank was on the other end, and we all got to hear it on speaker. I watched Tempest while Tank relayed the information about the shooting, who the man was, w
