swinging it down with full force. Each blow created a sick crushing sound. Andrew was talking to himself with intensity.
“You think you’re going to kill me?”
Blood was flying onto Andrew’s clothes and the back of the truck with each swing of the bat. He looked wild. Whitney cried and looked away, but Mia couldn’t take her eyes off Andrew. With each smack of the bat, he grew more intense. After a few minutes, it was difficult to tell if Scott had ever had a face. Mia couldn’t take any more and screamed for Andrew to stop.
Dazed, he looked up and saw the girls. It was clear they were the farthest thing from his mind. His breathing was rapid.
It dawned on Mia that this killing wasn’t a protective measure. It was revenge for Scott’s assault on Andrew. However, no matter the rationale, Mia was grateful. She let go of Whitney and climbed out of the truck. She glanced at what was left of Scott. There was no possible way he was alive. Andrew’s breathing began to slow down to a normal pace. He tossed the bat on the ground and started to walk toward the small building. He looked insane as the blood dripped down his face.
Mia stood speechless. She noticed the weapon wasn’t a baseball bat but a tree branch. It made the killing seem even more ruthless somehow. She looked at the body and knew it couldn’t be left here like this. She wasn’t sure whether it was safer to hide Scott in the corn or put him back in the truck. Either way, sitting here wasn’t going to do much.
“Whitney, grab some fertilizer bags and empty them. We’re going to need to move this,” Mia said, still not taking her eyes off the corpse.
Chapter 19
Technology leads to an oversimplified life. Postservice it is important that you use only government-approved devices.
—The Boy’s Guide to Service
A gain, let me offer my condolences. We will have your wife home before the day is over.” Leonard, the senior regional agent, was apologizing again. “And as for Agent Jeffries’s conduct toward you earlier, he meant no disrespect.”
“Calm down, you’ll give yourself a heart attack.” Grant smiled into the rearview mirror and gave Agent Jeffries, who was cradling his arm in a sling, a wink, much to the agent’s chagrin. Grant tapped the dashboard as Leonard drove. “Remember, boys, I am in charge, and I doubt we’ll find her tonight. She’s already been gone for almost forty-eight hours. The longer she’s gone, the harder she’ll be to find.”
“Sir, you have our full team at your disposal for anything you need. We are confident she couldn’t have gone far,” replied Leonard.
The SUV slowed to a stop along the interstate. The four men piled out of the car. Jeffries and the other low-level agent did not look happy about taking orders from Grant. Grant didn’t really want their help anyway. He was happy to do this on his own. He just wanted their resources, and he didn’t mind showing off his skill set.
Leonard was an older man, tall and thin with no hair. He was also used to giving orders, not taking them.
“The car was found abandoned about twenty-five feet into the crops,” said Leonard as he signaled for the group to start walking.
Giddy, Grant rubbed his hands together as he made his way through the corn. Part of him hoped she had gotten farther away and would make the hunt more difficult. The tracks in the crops led straight to the car. Grant circled the vehicle.
“You think she drove it in here by accident?” one of the agents asked.
Grant didn’t bother to respond. He kept circling the car, looking in through the windows, at the ground, and at the crushed cornstalks.
“My my, a worthy adversary. I must say I am surprised,” Grant said.
“So she ran the car off the road. Since she didn’t know how to drive, I can’t believe she kept it on the road long,” Jeffries said.
“I’m satisfied,” Grant said as he started walking back toward their vehicle. The three agents followed close in
“You think you’re going to kill me?”
Blood was flying onto Andrew’s clothes and the back of the truck with each swing of the bat. He looked wild. Whitney cried and looked away, but Mia couldn’t take her eyes off Andrew. With each smack of the bat, he grew more intense. After a few minutes, it was difficult to tell if Scott had ever had a face. Mia couldn’t take any more and screamed for Andrew to stop.
Dazed, he looked up and saw the girls. It was clear they were the farthest thing from his mind. His breathing was rapid.
It dawned on Mia that this killing wasn’t a protective measure. It was revenge for Scott’s assault on Andrew. However, no matter the rationale, Mia was grateful. She let go of Whitney and climbed out of the truck. She glanced at what was left of Scott. There was no possible way he was alive. Andrew’s breathing began to slow down to a normal pace. He tossed the bat on the ground and started to walk toward the small building. He looked insane as the blood dripped down his face.
Mia stood speechless. She noticed the weapon wasn’t a baseball bat but a tree branch. It made the killing seem even more ruthless somehow. She looked at the body and knew it couldn’t be left here like this. She wasn’t sure whether it was safer to hide Scott in the corn or put him back in the truck. Either way, sitting here wasn’t going to do much.
“Whitney, grab some fertilizer bags and empty them. We’re going to need to move this,” Mia said, still not taking her eyes off the corpse.
Chapter 19
Technology leads to an oversimplified life. Postservice it is important that you use only government-approved devices.
—The Boy’s Guide to Service
A gain, let me offer my condolences. We will have your wife home before the day is over.” Leonard, the senior regional agent, was apologizing again. “And as for Agent Jeffries’s conduct toward you earlier, he meant no disrespect.”
“Calm down, you’ll give yourself a heart attack.” Grant smiled into the rearview mirror and gave Agent Jeffries, who was cradling his arm in a sling, a wink, much to the agent’s chagrin. Grant tapped the dashboard as Leonard drove. “Remember, boys, I am in charge, and I doubt we’ll find her tonight. She’s already been gone for almost forty-eight hours. The longer she’s gone, the harder she’ll be to find.”
“Sir, you have our full team at your disposal for anything you need. We are confident she couldn’t have gone far,” replied Leonard.
The SUV slowed to a stop along the interstate. The four men piled out of the car. Jeffries and the other low-level agent did not look happy about taking orders from Grant. Grant didn’t really want their help anyway. He was happy to do this on his own. He just wanted their resources, and he didn’t mind showing off his skill set.
Leonard was an older man, tall and thin with no hair. He was also used to giving orders, not taking them.
“The car was found abandoned about twenty-five feet into the crops,” said Leonard as he signaled for the group to start walking.
Giddy, Grant rubbed his hands together as he made his way through the corn. Part of him hoped she had gotten farther away and would make the hunt more difficult. The tracks in the crops led straight to the car. Grant circled the vehicle.
“You think she drove it in here by accident?” one of the agents asked.
Grant didn’t bother to respond. He kept circling the car, looking in through the windows, at the ground, and at the crushed cornstalks.
“My my, a worthy adversary. I must say I am surprised,” Grant said.
“So she ran the car off the road. Since she didn’t know how to drive, I can’t believe she kept it on the road long,” Jeffries said.
“I’m satisfied,” Grant said as he started walking back toward their vehicle. The three agents followed close in
Similar Books
