<strong>Mari, Susan<br/>At the party</strong><br/>The first bullet was manufactured a long distance away, not so long ago.<br/>Once, it was to be used in a local war. The sniper got killed by an air-strike before shooting it.<br/>Scavengers found it. The gun was next to useless without a new barrel, but spare ammo was useful. Especially ammo meant for such rifles.<br/>Soon afterwards, it travelled to America, despite the USA being the number 1 exporter of weapons in the world. Don Michele needed untraceable weapons that pointed in the direction of another mob, so it was purchased to point at the Russians.<br/>The bullet was on top of the clip given to Emily. And then it was shot with skill and precision that it almost erupted in the weapon-equivalent of an orgasm while flying. Well, as much as bullets can have orgasms, at least, that one got it. It even - kinda, sorta - cum, when banging on the back surface of Nix-junior's skull, after being deformed.<br/>Nix was almost dead before hitting the ground, or at least that was what morning papers would write. The reality was, he twitched, the body not yet realising it has been killed and trying to re-establish control over its functions.<br/>In vain.<br/>The second bullet had a much less interesting history. It was made for a heavy Barrett, and was much heavier than its counterpart, being 12.7 mm thick to the other one's 7,62 mm of sleek death.<br/>Yet an unfavourable angle lead to it only bouncing from Emily and producing massive bloodloss. All that after she had squeezed her trigger, sending the lower-calibre one spiralling towards the target's head.<br/><br/><div align="center">***<br/></div>"My father? Is he here?", Dimitri asked. Then he noticed the girl in bikini, and his jaw dropped.<br/>That wasn't really... age-appropriate, some people would say. But their poor, innocent souls totally enjoyed the sight - until the adults made them press their heads down to avoid bullets.<br/>Mari was luckier as a hunter than she was as a protector. There was a motor boat, which she could "borrow" for her trip.<br/>Which she did, promptly getting the ignition to work, and speeding towards the yacht. The guards that reached the shore behind her cursed, but she didn't turn back.<br/>After reaching the yacht, however, she proceeded with professionalism, attaching her boat to it and starting to check the yacht zone by zone. After all, someone here had a sniper rifle and the skills to use it.<br/>With surprise, she heard someone's footsteps on the other side of the cabin. Then there was silence, and more footsteps.<br/>By sound, she could determine someone was at the steering wheel, then left it and went to another location. Although some vibrations showed her whoever it was had started the motors, and probably activated the auto-pilot.<br/><br/><div align="center">***</div>The motor sizzled and if it worked, it was going to take some time getting it to start. It was a good thing there was an auto-pilot, though, or they could be in danger already.<br/>And there was a faint sound on the other side of the pilot cabin, Sue was able to tell. Or was it just her nerves playing jokes on her?