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door to find Constable Ford.
Brad watched
them carefully.
“Another
witness?” Green muttered. “From where?”
“Officer
Foley picked him up just before. Says he has information about our friend the
ranger here.”
Green glanced
over his shoulder at Brad.
Brad gave
away nothing.
“Alright,”
Green said. “Send him in.”
Sure enough
standing in the doorway, proud and resolute, was Spike.
Before cuffs
were broken, tables knocked over and windows smashed, Brad couldn’t help but
smile.
CHAPTER TEN
The grasslands, the mountains, the
forests – it was all long gone. Overhead they passed underneath a bridge which
joined the suburbs to the inner city mainland, which is exactly where they were
headed. At one point in the car, Jasmine realized they were only ten or fifteen
minutes away from her house. She wondered where her brother was now, and if the
police were perhaps looking for her.
She had no
idea what these black bears were going to do with her.
Gabe took them
out to the north side of the city, and passed through a few side streets to
reach their destination.
The Destair’s
hideout consisted of a tall skyscraper building which was barricaded by brick
walls and an electronic gate. Adjacent to it, and on the same property, was a
large industrial warehouse.
Many cars
were parked out the front of the building. Gabe steered them off to one side to
reveal a slope leading to a car park underneath the building. They went down,
the bright lights streaming in across Jasmine so hard she had to squint so she
wasn’t completely blinded. Once parked, Gabe got out his side of the car, and
moved round to open Jasmine’s. She stood in front of him, trying to fend off
the feelings of dread.
“What’s the
matter?” Gabe said, pressing his thumb against her cheek. “Are you feeling
homesick?”
Jasmine
slapped him in return.
Gabe’s hand
fell to his side as the slap echoed, and he nursed his cheek.
Jasmine’s
mouth was slightly open, her hands in front of her in a defensive stance.
“It’s okay,”
Gabe muttered. “I deserved it.”
He gave a
little chuckle and then motioned for her to follow him. “Come on. Your room
awaits you.”
“My room?”
“Treated like
royalty, you are,” Gabe muttered.
They arrived
at an elevator and Gabe keyed in the seventh floor.
Jasmine stood
beside him as they went up.
There was
silence until they reached it.
Upon stepping
out into the seventh floor corridor, they were met with a trio of broad
shouldered, hunky type men, in tight t-shirts and patchy jeans.
“There he
is,” one of them hollered. “And he’s brought the dessert.”
A shiver ran
down Jasmine’s spine.
She and Gabe
passed them as they stood around with expecting looks and gestures. Gabe
stopped outside one of the rooms and used a key to open the door.
“What are you
ignoring us for, buddy?” the ringleader asked before they could get inside.
His sidekicks
moved in behind him.
“She’s not to
be messed with,” Gabe said. “Talk to Hades if you have any problems with that.”
“Hades
doesn’t need to know,” the ringleader said using his shoe to block their path.
“You just wait out here for fifteen minutes and we’ll give her the introduction
she’s craving for.”
Gabe looked
down at the shoe, and then up at the man’s face.
The
ringleader still seemed confident.
He still
seemed proud.
In an
instant, Gabe kicked his leg so hard Jasmine heard it break, and followed
through with a blistering punch which sprayed blood all over the walls. The man
slumped to the ground, red faced and nursing his wounds.
His two
friends started to back away.
“Like I
said,” Gabe declared. “If you have any problems, talk to Hades.”
And then
after making sure Jasmine was safe inside, he slammed the door in their face.
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
There was no turning back now. No
salvaging what was left of Brad’s human life. Sergeant Green had made the
choice to use his gun
Brad watched
them carefully.
“Another
witness?” Green muttered. “From where?”
“Officer
Foley picked him up just before. Says he has information about our friend the
ranger here.”
Green glanced
over his shoulder at Brad.
Brad gave
away nothing.
“Alright,”
Green said. “Send him in.”
Sure enough
standing in the doorway, proud and resolute, was Spike.
Before cuffs
were broken, tables knocked over and windows smashed, Brad couldn’t help but
smile.
CHAPTER TEN
The grasslands, the mountains, the
forests – it was all long gone. Overhead they passed underneath a bridge which
joined the suburbs to the inner city mainland, which is exactly where they were
headed. At one point in the car, Jasmine realized they were only ten or fifteen
minutes away from her house. She wondered where her brother was now, and if the
police were perhaps looking for her.
She had no
idea what these black bears were going to do with her.
Gabe took them
out to the north side of the city, and passed through a few side streets to
reach their destination.
The Destair’s
hideout consisted of a tall skyscraper building which was barricaded by brick
walls and an electronic gate. Adjacent to it, and on the same property, was a
large industrial warehouse.
Many cars
were parked out the front of the building. Gabe steered them off to one side to
reveal a slope leading to a car park underneath the building. They went down,
the bright lights streaming in across Jasmine so hard she had to squint so she
wasn’t completely blinded. Once parked, Gabe got out his side of the car, and
moved round to open Jasmine’s. She stood in front of him, trying to fend off
the feelings of dread.
“What’s the
matter?” Gabe said, pressing his thumb against her cheek. “Are you feeling
homesick?”
Jasmine
slapped him in return.
Gabe’s hand
fell to his side as the slap echoed, and he nursed his cheek.
Jasmine’s
mouth was slightly open, her hands in front of her in a defensive stance.
“It’s okay,”
Gabe muttered. “I deserved it.”
He gave a
little chuckle and then motioned for her to follow him. “Come on. Your room
awaits you.”
“My room?”
“Treated like
royalty, you are,” Gabe muttered.
They arrived
at an elevator and Gabe keyed in the seventh floor.
Jasmine stood
beside him as they went up.
There was
silence until they reached it.
Upon stepping
out into the seventh floor corridor, they were met with a trio of broad
shouldered, hunky type men, in tight t-shirts and patchy jeans.
“There he
is,” one of them hollered. “And he’s brought the dessert.”
A shiver ran
down Jasmine’s spine.
She and Gabe
passed them as they stood around with expecting looks and gestures. Gabe
stopped outside one of the rooms and used a key to open the door.
“What are you
ignoring us for, buddy?” the ringleader asked before they could get inside.
His sidekicks
moved in behind him.
“She’s not to
be messed with,” Gabe said. “Talk to Hades if you have any problems with that.”
“Hades
doesn’t need to know,” the ringleader said using his shoe to block their path.
“You just wait out here for fifteen minutes and we’ll give her the introduction
she’s craving for.”
Gabe looked
down at the shoe, and then up at the man’s face.
The
ringleader still seemed confident.
He still
seemed proud.
In an
instant, Gabe kicked his leg so hard Jasmine heard it break, and followed
through with a blistering punch which sprayed blood all over the walls. The man
slumped to the ground, red faced and nursing his wounds.
His two
friends started to back away.
“Like I
said,” Gabe declared. “If you have any problems, talk to Hades.”
And then
after making sure Jasmine was safe inside, he slammed the door in their face.
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
There was no turning back now. No
salvaging what was left of Brad’s human life. Sergeant Green had made the
choice to use his gun
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