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Authors: Steven Booth, Harry Shannon
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below. If they wanted to run, they’d have to fight their way out. They’d have to buy some time and sneak away. Reluctantly, Miller allowed herself to be led down the tunnel.
Sheppard tried again, as they nudged him forward next to her. “Wait, listen to the Sheriff.”
“It’s settled then, you’ll stay the night,” Gary said cheerfully. The others noisily agreed. Miller studied their faces. They all seemed genuinely happy and excited. That is, everyone but Brandon.
Miller caught an odd look on the guy’s handsome features, as he studied Sheppard with what appeared to be growing concern. Grabbing onto that one clue, Miller turned to Sheppard as they walked along, and whispered in his ear. “Karl, I do believe this would be a good time to go over there and make friends with that cute guy.”
“Brandon?” Sheppard actually blushed. “Penny, this is neither the time nor the place to play matchmaker. We have other things to worry about at the moment.”
Miller put her hand on his shoulder. She leaned in closer. “You’re not reading me. The plan was to bluff our way out of here, remember? I don’t care if he’s not your type. You seem to be his.”
Sheppard shrugged. “What do you want me to do?”
“Just bat your eyes at that dude and get him to show us the back way out of here. Think you can handle that?”
Sheppard nodded, but with some visible reservations. “I understand.”
“Good. Now put your little soldier to work. Duty calls.”
Sheppard glared at her. “You did not just say that.”
Rat leaned over from the other side and said, “Everyone likes a man in uniform.”
“And don’t forget we need weapons,” added Miller. “Just do it for the team.”
Sheppard opened his mouth to protest again, but then closed it once more. He shrugged and drifted casually away from Miller and Rat as they walked. When they came to the next bend in the tunnel, Sheppard slowed and ended up next to tall, blond Brandon. He said something sotto voce and Brandon responded. The two men whispered. Brandon said something with a smile, and Sheppard chuckled in reply.
The mob marched deeper into the mountain. Miller studied their hosts with anxiety in her chest. Some kind of old fever seemed to have overtaken the group. The ex-cannibals began chanting, and in their enthusiasm hurried Scratch, Miller, Rat, and Sheppard forward. They walked only by torchlight. Miller held the pry bar casually at her side. She was not about to surrender her only weapon. The other digging tools were being carried by Shane and Jennifer. Miller didn’t figure that for an accident. This was a trap of some kind. Allison led the way. Gary brought up the rear. They were clearly in charge.
Miller and Rat kept walking, but now Miller had her eyes on the conversation between Sheppard and Brandon. She was quietly counting the minutes as they passed, knowing full well that a team far more powerful and heavily armed was already on its way to collect them. Fuck, the dang Boy Scouts would have presented a threat at this point, considering how desperate and tired and thirsty Miller and her team were at the moment. She had made her only possible move under these circumstances. Sheppard had best turn on the charm, or they were all good as dead, one way or the other.
When Brandon laughed out loud, Miller and Rat exchanged a wan smile and breathed a sigh of relief.
Scratch broke away from his adoring new fans. He caught up with Miller and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Are you watching Karl? I think he’s maybe getting a little too friendly with the enemy. Should I be worried about him going rogue?”
Miller smiled. “Don’t worry, he’s on assignment.”
Scratch caught on fast. “Ah, doing a little undercover work, huh?” He put his arm around Miller’s waist. “I know that with everything going on, it wasn’t the right time when we were back at your house, but… you know… I miss you, Penny.”
This was not the time to be
Sheppard tried again, as they nudged him forward next to her. “Wait, listen to the Sheriff.”
“It’s settled then, you’ll stay the night,” Gary said cheerfully. The others noisily agreed. Miller studied their faces. They all seemed genuinely happy and excited. That is, everyone but Brandon.
Miller caught an odd look on the guy’s handsome features, as he studied Sheppard with what appeared to be growing concern. Grabbing onto that one clue, Miller turned to Sheppard as they walked along, and whispered in his ear. “Karl, I do believe this would be a good time to go over there and make friends with that cute guy.”
“Brandon?” Sheppard actually blushed. “Penny, this is neither the time nor the place to play matchmaker. We have other things to worry about at the moment.”
Miller put her hand on his shoulder. She leaned in closer. “You’re not reading me. The plan was to bluff our way out of here, remember? I don’t care if he’s not your type. You seem to be his.”
Sheppard shrugged. “What do you want me to do?”
“Just bat your eyes at that dude and get him to show us the back way out of here. Think you can handle that?”
Sheppard nodded, but with some visible reservations. “I understand.”
“Good. Now put your little soldier to work. Duty calls.”
Sheppard glared at her. “You did not just say that.”
Rat leaned over from the other side and said, “Everyone likes a man in uniform.”
“And don’t forget we need weapons,” added Miller. “Just do it for the team.”
Sheppard opened his mouth to protest again, but then closed it once more. He shrugged and drifted casually away from Miller and Rat as they walked. When they came to the next bend in the tunnel, Sheppard slowed and ended up next to tall, blond Brandon. He said something sotto voce and Brandon responded. The two men whispered. Brandon said something with a smile, and Sheppard chuckled in reply.
The mob marched deeper into the mountain. Miller studied their hosts with anxiety in her chest. Some kind of old fever seemed to have overtaken the group. The ex-cannibals began chanting, and in their enthusiasm hurried Scratch, Miller, Rat, and Sheppard forward. They walked only by torchlight. Miller held the pry bar casually at her side. She was not about to surrender her only weapon. The other digging tools were being carried by Shane and Jennifer. Miller didn’t figure that for an accident. This was a trap of some kind. Allison led the way. Gary brought up the rear. They were clearly in charge.
Miller and Rat kept walking, but now Miller had her eyes on the conversation between Sheppard and Brandon. She was quietly counting the minutes as they passed, knowing full well that a team far more powerful and heavily armed was already on its way to collect them. Fuck, the dang Boy Scouts would have presented a threat at this point, considering how desperate and tired and thirsty Miller and her team were at the moment. She had made her only possible move under these circumstances. Sheppard had best turn on the charm, or they were all good as dead, one way or the other.
When Brandon laughed out loud, Miller and Rat exchanged a wan smile and breathed a sigh of relief.
Scratch broke away from his adoring new fans. He caught up with Miller and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Are you watching Karl? I think he’s maybe getting a little too friendly with the enemy. Should I be worried about him going rogue?”
Miller smiled. “Don’t worry, he’s on assignment.”
Scratch caught on fast. “Ah, doing a little undercover work, huh?” He put his arm around Miller’s waist. “I know that with everything going on, it wasn’t the right time when we were back at your house, but… you know… I miss you, Penny.”
This was not the time to be
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