Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
They damn near beat me to the shop and was waiting with coffee and attitude. “So, this kid’s been missing going on fourteen hours. The cops are stumped because their boy was inside when this one went missing.”
“And they haven’t made the connection between him and the other asshole?”
“If they have they don’t see the importance yet. Apparently just because his boy got out a few days after him and might be in the area isn’t enough for them to take a looksee.”
“And where’s our boy?”
“Well part of the problem is he’s not talking and they can’t hold him much longer so he’s gonna be sprung sometime tonight I think.”
“Let’s head inside I gotta think.” I think best when I’m working so I got down to it, working on a new toy for some fuckwit who’d seen one too many biker movies or TV shows.
Asshole’s probably gonna wipeout first time out
but that’s none of my damn business. I warned his ass when he placed the order and would do my best to make sure he at least gets off my lot in one piece. After that it’s his headache.
I played around with the predator shit in my head and kept coming back to one thing. He wasn’t talking. That’s nothing new. Most of these degenerates are tight lipped fucks.
All day, through lunch and up to knock off time, none of us could come up with an idea. We kept up with the updates on the missing child but there was still no sign of her.
“You know there are ways of making people talk.”
“If those good ole boys down at the station didn’t get him to talk what do you propose we do Jared?”
“Fuck if I know. I’m just saying there are ways. The thing is getting our hands on some shit quick before this kid ends up dead.”
We were hoping she was still alive and I refuse to let my mind go to what horrors she might be enduring while we sat there twiddling our thumbs.
I knew what we had to do, but it was going to take some planning. First we had to get past the booby trapped front yard, unless I found a way to get him to leave his house. Then to get him to talk.
It took five minutes at the dinner table with Mengele to get the ball rolling. As I listened to her instruct her brother on one of his school projects I knew if anyone would be able to help me she would. I don’t call her ass Mengele for nothing.
I waited until after dinner when she slithered away to her lab of horrors and cornered her. Just as I thought she was in there concocting some shit.
Jared and Tommy were doing surveillance on the hump’s place with orders to take him if he left the house. Not sure why the local badges hadn’t thought of that, but not my concern.
Of course they knew to follow him in case he led them to where the other asshole was holding the kid, but if he left to make a run to the store his ass was mine.
Now I stood in the doorway for a few seconds thinking over the move I was about to make. This shit could go south quick or it would open a can of worms I wasn’t sure I was ready to deal with.
Fuck it, no harm no foul. I took a deep breath and
stepped into the room. Her spooky ass didn’t even look around to see who was coming up behind her. “Hi daddy.” Fucking kid!
“Mengele, I need a favor.” What the fuck am I doing? It couldn’t be helped, there was no time.
“What do you know about poisons?” Her eyes got bright and she perked right the fuck up as she put down the beaker and turned to face me.
“What kind daddy?”
“One that works fast, but doesn’t kill right away.”
She actually tapped her lip deep in thought. “When do you need it daddy?” What the fuck!
“Why you have some?”
“No, nana does.”
“Nana Elena?” She nodded her head. What the fuck is going on in this family?
“How do you know?”
“I saw it.”
“You what? Who showed you poison?” Do these fucks ever listen when I talk? How do they not know this kid?
“Nobody showed me daddy, it’s in the backyard.” What the hell is this kid talking about now?
“Come daddy I’ll show you.” I let her lead me out of the house to the truck after calling out to her mother that we’d be right back. I had to make a quick escape to avoid twenty questions.
I didn’t believe for a second that mom had poison in her backyard, but it never hurt to play it safe with this one. She played with her clothes and talked my ear off on the way to my parents.