Brutal Souls (Dark Hearts) by Quell T. Fox

Author:Quell T. Fox [Fox, Quell T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-05-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

Justin

It’s been two days since I left Sev’s house right after breakfast, and I’ve felt nothing less than strange. I can’t help but wonder if he drugged me again, but the way I feel is different from all the other times. It’s also distracting and annoying as hell.

I don’t feel hungover. There’s no headache. No dry mouth or weird taste in my mouth. I don’t feel tired.

I just feel empty. Hollow. Like something is missing.

“You good?” Freddy asks.

“Absolutely,” I answer automatically.

It’s completely bullshit, but I’m not having a heart-to-heart with this guy. I hardly know him.

My phone dings, and it’s a text from my uncle letting me know he still hasn’t found anything and it’s probably a dead end on his part. He doesn’t have the means to look into things the way Banks does, but he has other stuff. Like the fact he’s my father’s brother and inherited a bunch of his shit. Family photographs and documents. Shit like that. I respond, thanking him. He did what he could, and that’s that. I still have Banks and Reginald who could give me some good information.

I also have Sev, but I haven’t asked him to elaborate on this yet because I don’t want to ask the guy for a favor. It seems like he’ll take that as me giving in to him, and that’s not happening.

Freddy pulls up in front of the Quick Dry laundromat. They’re one of the main businesses the Bellancas have ownership over because they’re usually low key. Especially nowadays when they’re hardly staying in business. Freddy shuts off the car and we both hop out. I grab my handy dandy hammer, and we walk in like we own the place.

The owner, Jimmy, spots us right away and his eyes widen. He quickly schools his features, and that’s what gives him away. He gets up from his squeaky, stained grey rolling chair, holding his hands up. Freddy and I stop in front of the counter, not wanting to make a scene since there are a few people in here. Though, two big guys like us walking in here like this… it’s obvious what’s going on.

“I have it. I swear I do,” he whisper-shouts.

“Oh yeah?” I say, twirling the hammer. We weren’t trying to make a scene, but I’m also not going to hide why I’m here. “Where is it?”

“Just i-in the back.” His eyes dart to the back room. “I’ll go get it.”

We both watch as he scurries that way, but don’t stop him when he disappears into the back room.

“How much you wanna bet he’s running?” Freddy asks, nudging me with his elbow.

“I’d bet my left nut,” I grunt, taking a step back and pointing at the back room with my hammer. “Go that way in five seconds.”

He nods and I turn toward the front door. The few people in here watch me with terrified looks, but I grin at them and keep going. I jog around the building, spotting the fucker running into the woods at the edge of the lot.

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