A Touch of Revenge (A Nick Bracco Thriller) by Ponzo Gary

A Touch of Revenge (A Nick Bracco Thriller) by Ponzo Gary

Author:Ponzo, Gary [Ponzo, Gary]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-05-11T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 15

Nick woke to a jab in his side. He moved and grimaced from the sudden pain in his shoulder. He looked up to a familiar shadow over him.

“Let’s go,” Matt said.

Nick wiped his eyes, then saw the time. 5:19 A.M..

Matt left, leaving the door open and the living room light beaming into the bedroom. Nick forced his weight forward and pushed off with his good arm. When his legs were planted on the floor, he glanced over to check on Julie. She was still in a deep sleep. He threw on a pair of sweatpants and tee shirt before heading into the other room, quietly closing the door behind him.

Matt waited for him in the living room, standing in front of the television.

“Look at this shit,” Matt said with his arms folded and nodding at the television.

A local male news reporter stood in front of the charred remnants of a house. Smoke drifted over the embers while a firefighter’s hose maintained a steady stream of water. The only thing left standing was the rock chimney. It was still an hour before sunrise so tiny flickers of flame stood out in the dark.

The man was scanning his notes on a sheet of paper while reporting the facts of the story.

“At 4:05 this morning there was an explosion here at twelve-fifteen Fallen Rock Road, the home of Maggie and Devon Grabowski.”

Nick felt his throat tighten as a picture of an elderly couple filled the screen. The reporter spoke over the image. “We don’t have any confirmation yet, but all indications are the Grabowski’s were inside their home when the explosion occurred. Firefighters said they were able to maintain the integrity of the tree line around the building and prevent the spread of a forest fire.”

Matt grumbled something.

Nick said, “They were the first couple to welcome us to Payson when we bought this place,” as bile pushed its way up into his esophagus.

“Apparently a neighbor heard the blast,” the reporter said, “and ran outside to see what had happened.” The reporter came into view again as a small woman with a pink sweatshirt came into the picture, still appearing startled.

The reporter stuck the microphone in front of the woman and said, “Can you tell us what you saw?”

“Well,” the woman said, “I heard the explosion and it was so close I thought it was our house that got hit. Then I went outside I saw the Grabowski’s place in flames.” She looked up. “They were up over the tops of those trees,” she said. “It’s a miracle the whole street didn’t catch fire.”

“And did you see anyone or hear anything when you first came outside?”

“No, I didn’t see a thing. Just …” the woman seemed to realize what had just occurred and she appeared to be struggling to gather herself. Of course the reporter went in for the kill.

“Did you know the Grabowski’s very well?”

The woman put her hand over her mouth and looked back at the crumbled ruins behind them. “Yes,” her voice cracked through her fingers.



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