Callsign--Tripleshot (Jack Sigler Thrillers novella collection--Queen, Rook, and Bishop) by Jeremy Robinson

Author:Jeremy Robinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, adventure, terrorism, urban, delta, seal, werewolf action
Publisher: Breakneck Media

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Things started to go to hell at two in the morning. In horror movies, midnight is the most dangerous time, but in Rook’s experience, you could always count on the worst stuff to go down a couple hours later. Right when most people’s energy is at its low point.

It took until midnight for Rook and Fossen to settle into a rhythm. Via the walkie-talkie, Fossen directed Rook through a flurry of turns, and Rook had to focus to keep a picture in his mind of his current location relative to the town and Peder’s farm. The wolves did not move fast, stopping every few minutes, and Fossen kept Rook a quarter mile away from them and downwind.

Right at two, as Rook stood waiting for Fossen to tell him the wolves had begun moving again, he sensed something changing. As much of a man of direct action as Rook had always been, he knew from experience to trust his instincts in battle. He bent his knees slightly, getting himself that much more ready for whatever might be coming.

Fossen’s voice came through the ear piece, excitement clear even through the static. “Stanislav, they are running now, at twenty-five miles an hour.”

“It’s about time. What direction?”

“They are running directly toward you.”

Rook considered his next move. Was the creature chasing the wolves? How far behind them was it?

He readied the AR-15, and listened. Soon, he could hear a faint rustling sound beyond the background noise of the wind. The sound grew clearer, and while it was not loud, he recognized it as the sound of the wolves running. A moment later, the strong beam of the headlamp picked up first the large black wolf and then the others.

They continued to run straight at him. Rook looked behind them, trying to see if the creature followed. He saw nothing there, but his peripheral vision picked up the wolves stopping about fifty feet away. He returned his attention to the large black wolf, the pack leader.

The wolf sniffed the air, then growled while glaring at Rook. Rook grinned at him. I see you remember me. Smart wolf. Move along now and let the big boys play.

The pack leader let out a howl, not as loud as the one on that first night, but loud enough to drown out all other sound. Then he charged toward Rook, with the other wolves following.

Not so smart after all. This time I won’t be messing around with the knife.

Rook raised the weapon, his finger ready to unleash a fully automatic storm, when suddenly the lead wolf stopped again. Rook held his fire, then became aware of two things.

One: The wolves were cowering, a couple of them even whimpering.

Two: A horrible rotting smell filled his nostrils.

Oh shit, this is not good. Rook put the pieces together in his mind. The wolves had begun to run away, and Rook whirled, leading with the AR-15.

The barrel of the gun smashed into something, and one of Rook’s feet slipped as he tried to catch his balance.

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