Fight the Shock by William Oday

Author:William Oday [Oday, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: William Oday
Published: 2019-11-26T20:00:00+00:00

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Twenty minutes later, the Mino pulled into a driveway in a mostly empty neighborhood near the intersection of Balzar Ave and N. Martin Luther King Blvd. If there was a rougher area in the city, Donny didn’t know about it.

This particular neighborhood, Wayward Pinecrest, hadn’t always been so run down. Years ago, it had been filled with working class folk doing the best they could to make a life for themselves. Then the housing boom swept through the city like a tsunami, upending everything and everyone. Developers came in buying up empty lots and buying out folks that had never seen so much money flashed in their faces.

The old houses disappeared and cookie-cutter, mini McMansions sprouted up. And then it all went bust. The for sale houses stayed that way and the occupied ones slowly emptied out through foreclosures and evictions. The cheaply built new houses had been abandoned and crumbling for years. Now and then, the city would come in and bulldoze one to the ground when it was deemed too unsafe to ignore.

It was a tragedy for most people.

But not for Donny and Zeke.

For them, it was rent free living.

Zeke jumped out, raised the garage door and pulled the Mino in. He had it slammed shut a few seconds later, which was a good thing because the dark haired girl had been giving Donny trouble.

Donny backhanded her across the face. “Shut up! No one’s coming for you!” She wanted to claw his eyes out, he could tell. But she couldn’t because he’d taken the opportunity while she was zoned out to zip tie her ankles and wrists. He’d done the same to the curvy girl and she hadn’t even resisted. Not after he grabbed her by the throat, anyway.

He and Zeke marched them into the living room and shoved them down onto a grubby old couch. They’d scored it on the side of the road and hauled it back in the Mino. It wasn’t no bed, but it was way more comfy than sleeping on the floor.

The dark haired one stared at him like he was the one who should be worried.

Donny knelt in front of her and squeezed her face hard enough to know it hurt.

She didn’t let on that it did.

“I like your spirit. Jax is going to like it too. He enjoys breaking the strong-willed ones.”

She spat in his face and tried to bite him.

He jerked away just in time and then walloped her with a closed fist this time.

She fell back onto the couch, stunned and moaning.

“We got a wild one here, Zeke.” Donny ripped up some cloth and cinched it around the girl’s head to keep her quiet. He did the same to the curvy one to cover his bases.

A can of beer cracked open and Donny turned to see Zeke chugging a PBR. “That’s the idea, man! Let’s celebrate!” He grabbed one for himself and emptied half the can before taking a breath. He swiped at his chin, grinning from ear to ear.

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