Kate smiled with satisfaction as she finished firing. Two of her shots were very close to the centre of the bull's-eye, and the rest were respectably placed.

'McGee?! What the hell happened?!'

Kate spun around and stifled a laugh at the expression on Coach Matthews's face.

'Last week you could barely hit the target!'

'I went home for the weekend...'

'And changed places with an identical twin who knows how to handle a gun?'

Kate nearly choked. She was pretty sure her coach didn't know that she really did have an identical twin... much less that her twin was a midshipman at the Naval Academy and was pretty damn good with a gun. Somehow managing to contain her laughter, she answered, 'My godfather gave me some advice.'

Coach Matthews looked like he still didn't believe what his eyes were telling him.

'Your godfather must be a magician if he managed to teach you how to get a bullet anywhere near the bull's-eye! What college did he shoot for?'

Trust Coach Matthews to think that college competitions are the defining standard of marksmanship, she thought scornfully.

'He didn't...'

The man scowled.

'He's a retired Marine sniper,' she continued, watching with amusement as her coach processed the information. Meaning he's a better shot than you, she thought as she turned back to her target. For the first time in her life, Kate found herself smiling about something in gym class.