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Authors: Martin C. Sharlow
Tags: Young Adult, Vampires
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"Turn around, Heather." He grabbed the handcuffs and snapped the chain that that held the two cuffs together. "That should work for now. Where's your back door?"
She pointed. "This way. How did you...?"
"Vitamins." He answered. "Are we going?"
She nodded, and took off running. When they came to the door he stopped her before she opened it.
"Let me look first." Cracking the door open, Brian peered around at the backyard. He was surprised there was no one guarding it. He supposed he had either already gotten all of them, or maybe they had gone to the front after securing the house. Either way, he wasn't going to complain about his good fortune right now.
"It looks clear. Let me go first." She didn't respond, so he guessed she understood. Stepping out into the back, it appeared he had been right. No one told him to freeze, or even asked him who he was. He waved for her to follow him, and as she did, he headed for the back fence. It only took him a moment or two to help her over it, then scale it himself. Now, all he had to do, was get to his intended destination. The idea had started forming as he had broken her handcuffs. It had occurred to him that if the agents had taken Heather's family away for questioning, then wouldn't it be so with...say, Chuck's family, as well? If his hunch was right, then they had a ready-made hideout just waiting for them to happily break and enter it.
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It took them longer than normal to reach Chuck's home, what with taking all the back roads and alleyways. Sirens had been in abundance ever since they began their little adventure, and he was sure it was all because of them. The entire police force was up in arms and looking for them, he was sure. Not that it really mattered. Life had been getting a little too boring these last few years. The only thing he could find to take the edge off his boredom were his little flings with Heather each night. That really was all he had. To be honest, it wasn't enough any longer. Sure, he loved her and he needed to be with her, but he was finding himself constantly looking out over the town each night, contemplating if he should go out there. The idea of maybe hunting sent shivers of excitement through him even now, as he thought about it. Not that he would have actually hunted anyone, just the prospect of doing what just might be natural for him to do. The call of the wild was there, and it was getting stronger each night. It wasn't strong enough to overrule the caution his mother and aunt had taught him, but it was growing, and he was sure given enough time, it would.
But now, the thrill of the hunt was with him anyway. Well...sort of. He was out, and even if he wasn't the one doing the hunting, he was involved in the hunt. That counted for something. The unknown, the uncertainty. It was enough to make him feel alive. Really alive. He liked it, so much that he wasn't sure he could go back to his old life, not that it would ever be possible after knocking out half the town's police force.
"There." He pointed. "That house is where we're going to hide."
"Chuck's house?"
He nodded.
"Why Chuck's?"
"Because I'm betting they took his family as well?"
"Why would they..." recognition flared in her eyes. "This is about the old Warren's place last night?"
"I believe so. After all, the agents did come up out of the basement right after Chuck went down there."
She stared at him for a second. "How do you know that?"
Well... that was a mistake. He was going to have to be more careful about his secret. He had forgotten that she didn't know the whole story, or at least what approximated as the whole story, since he had no idea what was going on, either.
"This is about breaking and entering? That's all?" She stood up from their hiding place behind a hedge of bushes across from Chuck's home. "Well, this is crazy then, I'm going to go right downtown and fix this right now.”
The sound of a pickup or something similar turned on
"Turn around, Heather." He grabbed the handcuffs and snapped the chain that that held the two cuffs together. "That should work for now. Where's your back door?"
She pointed. "This way. How did you...?"
"Vitamins." He answered. "Are we going?"
She nodded, and took off running. When they came to the door he stopped her before she opened it.
"Let me look first." Cracking the door open, Brian peered around at the backyard. He was surprised there was no one guarding it. He supposed he had either already gotten all of them, or maybe they had gone to the front after securing the house. Either way, he wasn't going to complain about his good fortune right now.
"It looks clear. Let me go first." She didn't respond, so he guessed she understood. Stepping out into the back, it appeared he had been right. No one told him to freeze, or even asked him who he was. He waved for her to follow him, and as she did, he headed for the back fence. It only took him a moment or two to help her over it, then scale it himself. Now, all he had to do, was get to his intended destination. The idea had started forming as he had broken her handcuffs. It had occurred to him that if the agents had taken Heather's family away for questioning, then wouldn't it be so with...say, Chuck's family, as well? If his hunch was right, then they had a ready-made hideout just waiting for them to happily break and enter it.
-----
It took them longer than normal to reach Chuck's home, what with taking all the back roads and alleyways. Sirens had been in abundance ever since they began their little adventure, and he was sure it was all because of them. The entire police force was up in arms and looking for them, he was sure. Not that it really mattered. Life had been getting a little too boring these last few years. The only thing he could find to take the edge off his boredom were his little flings with Heather each night. That really was all he had. To be honest, it wasn't enough any longer. Sure, he loved her and he needed to be with her, but he was finding himself constantly looking out over the town each night, contemplating if he should go out there. The idea of maybe hunting sent shivers of excitement through him even now, as he thought about it. Not that he would have actually hunted anyone, just the prospect of doing what just might be natural for him to do. The call of the wild was there, and it was getting stronger each night. It wasn't strong enough to overrule the caution his mother and aunt had taught him, but it was growing, and he was sure given enough time, it would.
But now, the thrill of the hunt was with him anyway. Well...sort of. He was out, and even if he wasn't the one doing the hunting, he was involved in the hunt. That counted for something. The unknown, the uncertainty. It was enough to make him feel alive. Really alive. He liked it, so much that he wasn't sure he could go back to his old life, not that it would ever be possible after knocking out half the town's police force.
"There." He pointed. "That house is where we're going to hide."
"Chuck's house?"
He nodded.
"Why Chuck's?"
"Because I'm betting they took his family as well?"
"Why would they..." recognition flared in her eyes. "This is about the old Warren's place last night?"
"I believe so. After all, the agents did come up out of the basement right after Chuck went down there."
She stared at him for a second. "How do you know that?"
Well... that was a mistake. He was going to have to be more careful about his secret. He had forgotten that she didn't know the whole story, or at least what approximated as the whole story, since he had no idea what was going on, either.
"This is about breaking and entering? That's all?" She stood up from their hiding place behind a hedge of bushes across from Chuck's home. "Well, this is crazy then, I'm going to go right downtown and fix this right now.”
The sound of a pickup or something similar turned on
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