The moon was low now, and Simon knew that there would be little light for him to find Tommy. However, that same low light made it harder for Tommy to spot him coming, too.
He bent low as he entered the trees and paused every few steps to listen. He knew that Trent would be nearly impossible to get the drop on, but Tommy was as stupid as Jake.
True to his nature, a cough in the darkness pointed Simon in the right direction and he pressed on. He all but crawled towards the noise and nearly ran into Tommy hunkered behind a large pine tree.
“Come on, Jake. Drag his ass out here so we can go.”
Simon stood behind Tommy and pressed the suppressor to the back of his head. “Jake won’t be joining us.” Tommy groaned and held his hands out in surrender as Simon dragged him to his feet. “You have one chance to tell me where Trent is.”
Tommy swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. “He’s at the bottom of the hill. Near the roadblock.”
“Where at?”
Tommy’s voice cracked as he spoke. “As you’re going down, he’ll be on the right side, in the bushes. He’s waiting for us to bring you down.”
Simon inhaled deeply and blew it out slowly. “Thank you.”
Tommy’s breath shuddered as he seemed to wither in the shadows. “You gonna let me live?”
Simon smiled. “Of course. You answered my question, didn’t you?”
Tommy visibly relaxed, lowering his hands slightly. “Thank god.” He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to the trunk of the tree.
“I promise, I will leave you be for the rest of your life.” Simon stated solemnly. He raised the pistol and fired two rounds into the back of Tommy’s head. “Short though it may be.”
He turned and stared down the hill towards the roadblock. “I know this is a trap.”
“It would have been,” Trent replied.
Simon stiffened and tightened his grip on the pistol. “So, you lied to the idiots.”
“Of course,” Trent replied. “How about you give me that pea shooter of yours.”
Simon shook his head. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. “In the immortal words of Charlton Heston…from my cold dead hands.”
“Deal.”
Lana stared at Jake’s bloody form and had to press her thighs together as her naughty bits tingled. She could feel her nipples stiffen and knew it wasn’t from the chill of the night air.
She stepped down from the RV and smiled as she looked into his dead eyes, staring upward to an unfeeling skyline. Quiet like a ninja. You go, baby.
She slowly stood and peered into the darkness, wishing she could watch as Simon offed the others. She reached up absently and squeezed her breasts as she imagined what her lover was doing to them.
The muffled gunshot that echoed through the woods snapped her head around and her eyes widened as her mind screamed at her: He had a silencer!
She reached inside the RV and wrapped her nimble fingers around the stock of the shotgun. She pulled it free, jerked the gun, and racked a round into the chamber. “I’m coming baby—hold on!”
From the desk of Heath Stallcup
From the desk of Heath Stallcup
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Heath Stallcup was born in Salinas, California and relocated to Tupelo, Oklahoma in his tween years. He joined the US Navy and was stationed in Charleston, SC and Bangor, WA shortly after junior college. After his second tour he attended East Central University where he obtained BS degrees in Biology and Chemistry. He then served ten years with the State of Oklahoma as a Compliance and Enforcement Officer while moonlighting nights and weekends with his local Sheriff's Office. He still lives in the small township of Tupelo, Oklahoma with his wife. He steals time to write between household duties, going to ballgames, being a grandfather and the pet of numerous animals that have taken over his home. Visit him at heathstallcup.com or Facebook.com for news of his upcoming releases.
Also by Heath Stallcup
My stories so far:
The Monster Squad Series
The first saga:
Humanity has spent its time enjoying a peace that can only be had through blissful ignorance. For centuries, stories of things that go “bump” in the night have been passed down and shared. When creatures of the night proved to be real, the best of America’s military came together to form an elite band of rapid response teams. Their mission: to keep the civilian populace safe from those threats and hide all evidence of their existence.
This time, they face the largest threat ever to rise against mankind as it prepares its own twisted Apocalypse. The only thing standing in its way is the Monster Squad. Man and monster will fight side by side in an epic battle to the death to try to defeat an evil so great, it could only have been created by The second saga:
An ancient evil is awakened by a naïve pawn. Planned centuries in advance by fallen angels, the reign of Lilith is put into motion. With a legion of demons at her command, she plans to enact her revenge upon the world’s largest religious group before thrusting herself center stage
