Angel by Janie Crouch

Author:Janie Crouch [Crouch, Janie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Calamity Jane Publishing
Published: 2019-02-25T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

“Who else came with you?” Gabe asked, allowing the menace he was feeling to leak into his voice.

All three of them shook their heads, but it was the big one who spoke. “It’s just us three. We were just messing around, man. Chad told us the bitch had gone to work.”

Gabe’s fist clenched at the slur, but he ignored it for now to focus on the danger at hand. All three of the kids looked like they were about to piss their pants—they were telling the truth.

He looked around again. Every instinct was telling him someone else was out there. Someone dangerous. Those instincts had kept him alive in enemy territory more than once.

He ripped off the third kid’s shoes and tied him the way he had the other two. Now all three of them were crying and moaning.

He narrowed his eyes and pointed at them.

“Shut the fuck up.” His voice was barely more than a whisper. “Someone is out there, and if that person isn’t with you or with me, then that’s a damn problem. Be quiet so I can find out where he is. Because if something happens to me, you three dumb asses are going to freeze out here.”

They shut up.

Gabe disappeared into the woods, trying to get a better feel for what he was sensing. Whatever it was, whoever it was, wasn’t a teenager up to some mischief.

Gabe could almost feel crosshairs on him. And he did not like being prey.

He made a wide circle around the kids. There wasn’t much he could do about a sniper who was willing to take a shot in cold blood.

Although he’d never been his team’s best distance shooter, Gabe had spent time staring down a scope at a target. He had even taken a life that way. In a way, the distance had made the kill easier.

That did not make him feel better right now.

Twenty minutes later, by the time he’d moved around to the east side of the kids, the feeling of being watched—being stalked—had passed. He understood why a few seconds later.

Dorian Lindstrom stepped out from behind a group of trees, far enough from Gabe to not be taken as a threat, a half-unconscious man over his shoulder. He dumped the guy onto the ground with little finesse.

“Jesus Christ, Dorian. You spooked me, man. Was that you who had me in your sights?”

“No. This guy did.”

Gabe walked closer and realized it was Allan Godlewski moaning on the ground. Dorian had obviously beaten the shit out of him. Gabe wasn’t going to lose any sleep over Godlewski taking a beating, but it looked like his nose was broken, and half his face was swelling. Dorian obviously hadn’t held back.

“He attack you?” Gabe asked him.

The big man shook his head. “No, I didn’t do this. He was like this when I found him.”

What the actual fuck? “Well, it wasn’t me. I was running those punk kids to ground. So who did it?”

“Dorian crouched down next to Allan. “The person I’ve been tracking.

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