She was a friend of Clancy’s older sister and also happened to live next door. Once I heard of her sickness, I knew it would be the perfect way to lure him to the mine. It was such a perfect place, surrounded by high cliffs on 3 sides that would shield the screams from the town. There were several mine shafts in the area and it was down one of them that I intended to throw whatever Loui left behind.
I knew how voracious his appetite had become and given the built-up rage that sat stagnated inside him, wasn’t expecting him to hold back. When this party started, there would be little to do but sit back and watch.
11.
Clancy dropped the note on the counter while Maxwell was somewhere out the back of the store. It was almost closing time and there weren’t a lot of people around at that moment, most already home to prepare for the evening meal. Turns out, that was exactly what Loui was doing as well.
I suggested we make the rendezvous time around 6. Dusk would be almost completing its handover to the nightshift and it would also give Clancy plenty of time to get back to the pit. It was a couple of miles from the store, but I knew he was a good runner with plenty of stamina. I’d watched him chase wildlife around my own property plenty of times to know he was agile on his feet. I didn’t really want to begin without him, but knew if he wasn’t there, I’d be unable to stop Loui.
Turns out that Clancy was as keen to end Maxwell as we were, practically sprinting the whole way up the hill. I could hear him crashing through the trees a good half hour before our guest of honour was supposed to show up, giving him a prime front row seat.
12.
If there was one thing Maxwell Templeton was, it was punctual. Especially when it concerned having his dick fondled by a woman, or in this case, a girl of 16. It seemed that he didn’t really mind the age of his conquests, as long as he could claim the victory.
His car rolled into the gravel pit as the sun’s final blaze blinked out, the deep sapphire shade of night rapidly washing over the sky. The half-moon was already about a third of the way across the sky, hanging just high enough to cast dimly-lit shadows across the lot. The open-cut gravel pit sat in the shadows on the other side of the vacant land, an abandoned tractor rusting near the spot where the ground dipped down into a slush of mud and rocks.
The car that laboured up the steep gravel track backfired a couple of times as it neared the crest, sounding like gunshots. I hoped it wouldn’t attract unwanted attention, knowing how well sound travelled across the valley below. But the town was sitting on the other side of the hill, which meant the pit blocked the exhaust coughs from that direction.
He swung the car around the lot in a great arc, no doubt hoping for his headlamps to find his victim in the ever-darkening shadows. But the trees we had chosen to hide behind made for great shields, large enough for us to disappear behind. I’d managed to find a discarded suitcase during my own walk up here, which I’d set down near the edge of the clearing, less than a dozen yards from where we sat.
The suitcase had a fading-red flower pattern on it and I hoped it looked feminine enough for Maxwell to assume that Chloe had brought it with her, maybe to run away with him. I don’t know whether he quite bought the ruse, because as his headlamps lit up the suitcase, his tyres skidded to a halt, illuminating the case and everything behind it, including the trees we were now sitting behind.
Clancy looked at me almost panic-stricken, like he was about to charge back through the undergrowth.
“He’s seen us,” he hissed in terror. I held my hand up for him to calm, grinning a little to show that we were perfectly fine. I didn’t need to speak, the kid perfectly frozen against the bark of his hideout. He was a skinny kid and the bulky gum he’d chosen was giving him more than enough coverage. He could have stood and twirled a few times and still not have been seen.
The car continued to rumble as it sat idling behind the lights. Maxwell must have been questioning the situation, wondering why his girl wasn’t standing by her case. The seconds passed with incredible slowness and I began to wonder whether he was going to step out or remain in his car.
Either way, he was toast. It was a short sprint from our hiding spot to his open window and I was confident I could cover the distance before he had a chance to take off. But just as I was beginning to make my move, Maxwell finally took the plunge.
13.
The engine suddenly quit and a second later, the driver’s door swung out. He must have paused again, maybe smelling something odd in the air, but his dick betrayed him one final time, probably eclipsing whatever doubts he had in his other head.
Whatever kept him stalling, finally receded enough as he slowly stepped from his car. He stood behind the lights for a moment longer, then stepped a little away from the car.
“Chloe?” he called into the darkness. I couldn’t have written it better myself, but something suddenly broke free further along the tree line, capturing his attention as the animal crashed through the thick foliage. He turned a little and stepped further from the safety of his car.
Without giving me the slightest heads up, Loui suddenly ripped control from me, sprang to his feet and sprinted towards the fat lump of a man still staring out into the
