Reaching into his saddlebag Kestrel pulled out a fully loaded silenced .22, a spoil from a game here at the carnival that Kes originally intended to sell. Good thing he kept it.
Hidden in the shadows of the alley Kes set up and took aim at the targets across the way.
His plan was simple, he would wait till Shutter fired, then he would fire himself; hitting the target and helping win the prize that Starry wanted. Quick. Clean. Simple.