Chasing Red (Gareth Red Thrillers Book 2) by Nick Thacker & Kevin Ikenberry

Author:Nick Thacker & Kevin Ikenberry [Thacker, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Turtleshell Press
Published: 2018-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

THERE WAS A PAUSE FOR a moment, but then Cantrell laughed. “I didn't think you'd be an easy target, Red. Taking out the van was a little much though, don't you think? The girl was innocent."

“Christ, Cantrell, I’m not a murderer. She's alive," Red said and wondered for a split second if it was a bad idea to give her up. "I don't mess around with non-combatants. Bad for the reputation.“

"Listen to yourself," Cantrell chuckled. It sounded pretentious, the laugh of a man who knew he was right and was simply waiting for his subordinates to realize it. "You're a civilian. You can't separate everyone in your life to combatants and non-combatants, Red. If you keep doing that, you're never going to settle down and find love, much less friendship. Keeping everyone at arm's length is only a temporary fix."

Red pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it.

Is this guy really giving me life advice?

"Turns out I'm not looking for love, Cantrell. You’re not my type, but thanks for the offer." Red looked around the tree and saw a group of three gang members spreading out on a line abreast formation. As they walked his way, he realized that Cantrell was keeping him on the phone as a distraction. "I'm going to clear my property now, Cantrell. You coming to the party? Should I save you a seat?"

"You make it through the next fifteen minutes, Red, and yeah, I'll be there."

Red was surprised, but didn’t dwell on it. ”Looking forward to it."

He stabbed the off button and shoved the silenced phone into his pocket once again. The three men were still moving his way, each nervously looking from side to side and taking far too long to close the distance. As tempting as it was to drop the three of them with pistol fire, Red decided that fear was too good of an ally not to use.

The trees gave him deep shadow which he used by going low and moving around to the far left of the three-man patrol. As much as he wanted to pick them off one-by-one, it wasn't going to happen. The loss of one would immediately turn the other two against him, as well as give his position away. Going for the center guy and hoping that the other two would turn and shoot, taking out each other, was pure fantasy.

There was only one way to do it.

Red came up from the shadow and fell in behind the guy on the line's far left by about a meter. There were six rounds left in the M1911. Without the rifle, and cut off from the shed, he'd have to spend one round per man to have a chance at making out alive.

He brought up the pistol, pointed it at the back of the guy's head and hesitated, holding the gun there. In the low light, Red couldn't tell if it was one of the men he'd fought on the beach or not.

Something in his brain argued with him.

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