Doctor Death by Herb Fisher

Author:Herb Fisher [Fisher, Herb]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brash Books
Published: 2022-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

Kyle had hustled the kids out of the house after kissing Marian good-bye. He looked at his watch again. It was nearly time for the school bus to stop at the crossroads. He would have to make time or else end up driving the kids all the way to school, which was over twenty miles away. He stepped down on the gas pedal, bouncing the Chevy over the rutted, sandy road much faster than usual.

As was his habit, Seth was seated next to his father because Kyle liked to let him shift gears. He also let the boy steer on clear stretches of road while Kyle controlled the clutch and the brake.

Rina sat next to the passenger’s door, holding on to the recessed door handle, trying to steady herself as the truck bounced from side to side. Her curly head was barely visible through the door window that was closed against the choking red dust billowing up around the racing truck.

“Take the bend real fast, Dad,” shouted Seth. “I like when the tires slide in the sand.”

Kyle nodded and pushed the truck a little faster toward the bend and the stand of cottonwoods. He had done this with the kids a couple of times before and remembered how they had squealed with delight as he had come in hard to the left and slid the truck to the right for the straight run to the highway. Kyle had tried it once with Marian in the pickup and been severely chastised.

The short, fat man in the pale blue baseball cap and olive drab coveralls couldn’t believe his eyes as he saw the red Chevy pickup bouncing down the road at an incredible rate of speed. The truck seemed to be heading directly for the clump of trees behind which he was hiding. Cassidy rose to his feet and braced the Remington against the trunk of a cottonwood. Hastily, he snapped off the safety.

Albert Coleman had looked up the road and seen the cloud of red dust billowing into the sky. He rose quickly and unlimbered the M-3, cranking a shell from the magazine into the firing chamber.

He knelt behind the rock, braced the wire stock against his shoulder and zeroed in on the tree as the truck came into view.

As the truck hit the bend, Kyle down-shifted into second and turned the wheel sharply to the left, causing the pickup to broadside toward the rocks at the far side of the bend. Kyle fought the wheel as the children screamed with delight.

Suddenly, there was a familiar staccato popping sound followed by the hollow whomp of a shotgun. The door window on the passenger’s side of the pickup shattered into a thousand small shards of razor-sharp glass as a round from the “greasegun” pierced it. Rina’s scream was one of terror now, as the glass pane imploded, lacerating her fair, soft skin.

The window on Kyle’s side of the truck was half-open and as the shotgun pellets hit, the glass shattered but stayed intact.

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