Escape From Bastard Town by Jack Quaid

Escape From Bastard Town by Jack Quaid

Author:Jack Quaid [Quaid, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Electric Mayhem
Published: 2019-08-15T22:00:00+00:00


Twenty-Three

The trunk of the Chevy popped open, and up came Lee. Just like Parker, he held a chain in his hand.

Almost as if on cue, both Parker and Lee jumped out of the trunks of their respective cars and swung the chains over their heads like a couple of 1950s television cowboys. Parker went first and looped the chain up and over Hatchet Bob’s head and waist. She pulled it tight around his middle.

Confused, the slasher looked down at the end of the chain and followed it all the way to where it ended—chained to the chassis of the de Ville. Before Hatchet Bob could do anything about that, Lee looped his chain around the slasher. Again, Hatchet Bob followed that chain all the way to the end. It was chained to the Chevy.

He was chained to both cars at the same time, and in the time given, there was absolutely zero he could do about it.

Parker gave him a little wave. “See you later, alligator.”

Behind the wheel of the de Ville, Courtney slammed her Reebok down on the accelerator, and the tires burned rubber. Then at almost the same time, Terry floored the pedal of the Chevy, and that beast of American hot-rod muscle burned rubber as well. Both the Chevy and the Eldorado gained traction at almost the very same time and shot off in opposite directions.

The slack on both chains disappeared, and Hatchet Bob was torn in two.

Two. Separate. Pieces.

Legs and feet on one end and arms and head on the other.

The two cars sped away for half a block before coming to a stop, then both Terry and Courtney slipped the cars into reverse and rolled on back.

Courtney and Terry joined Parker and Lee, and they stood shoulder to shoulder, looking down at what was left of Hatchet Bob. Even after literally being ripped in two, Bob was dragging his torso along the road with one thing and one thing only in his sights—his hatchet.

“I’d say one thing about Hatchet Bob,” Lee said. “He’s a persistent son of a bitch.”

Parker gripped her machete. “Well, persistence isn’t everything.”

She swung that machete high up above her head and slammed it down so hard and fast that the machete cut through Bob’s neck in one clean blow. There was even a spark on the ground when the blade smacked down. Parker stepped back and wiped the blood from her face.

Hatchet Bob was no more.

Courtney looked at the blood-splattered Parker. “Are you okay?”

Parker Ames looked at the hand that gripped the machete. It had been shaking for the past twenty-four hours, but after beheading her first bastard in over a year, it was as steady as a rock. “As good as new.”



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