I'm in a sharing mood today...so, here's another tiny excerpt, taken from Chapter 30 of "War Angel II" to wet your appetite. Enjoy and feel free to leave comments.
SIEGE
Duke buried the blade of
his axe in the doorframe and hung his suit jacket on the hooked back end of it.
He hated getting his jacket dirty. He loosened his necktie and tightened his
suspenders. He needed to be comfortable to enjoy this. Just as Olive and
Jahaira reached the top of the staircase inside, the lumbering brute of a man
with the twisted face stuck his head through the opening in the front door that
he had savagely cleaved like a lumberjack. He slowly turned his head to look
left, and then slowly to his right but saw no one in the living room. However,
he was certain that the pretty, pregnant woman was home, somewhere hiding in
the house, crouching in some dark corner, hoping against all hope that he might
not find her. Just before he had practically reduced the thick door to
splintered kindling, he had spied on her through the front window. He hoped
that she was terrified. He loved it when they were scared.
***
“Hello pretty lady. I’m
coming inside now,” were the oddly slurred words that bellowed and echoed
through the house, formed from the crooked mouth of the stranger downstairs.
Upstairs, both women’s blood curdled at the sound of his voice.
“Get in! Get your gun
and lock the door!” Olive told Jahaira as she shoved her into the bedroom.
Jahaira stumbled across
the room until she bumped into her bed and leaned against the mattress for
support to keep from falling down.
“And where the fuck are
you going?” she asked Olive.
“I’m going to try to
stop this,” she answered before slamming the door shut.
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