Greenmatter: Revenge of the Maeville Ghost by Daniel North

Author:Daniel North [North, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2020-05-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I groaned and rolled onto my back. My body felt heavy and I blinked my eyes slowly.

The air was hazy with dust and bits of popcorn settling to the ground. A piece of ceiling tile swayed back and forth on the ceiling before breaking free and crumbling over the floor. Armed men were hurt from the explosion, groaning, and occasionally whimpering from their injuries.

Looking down at myself, I was relieved to see that I wasn’t seriously injured or bleeding, but my suit was torn across my right thigh, my left calf, and across my forearms. I twisted my head so I could look at the entrance, where I saw Harvie watching me. He was holding Lieutenant Michell by the hair.

Harvie put his Rifle to Michell’s head and said, “This is for fucking up my plan.”

“No!”, I yelled, reaching my hand out to Michell. I tried to concentrate on Harvie’s gun. I needed to do something to it, anything. I was so dizzy. If I could just focus on jamming the gun or messing with the trigger…

Harvie’s weapon fired. Michell’s head jerked, then fell to the floor as Harvie released her hair.

“Why!” I cried out, watching Michell’s lifeless form fall to the floor.

The armoured truck started to back out of the entrance, causing the twisted remains of the doors to groan and scrape against the side of the vehicle.

“Fuck you, Greenmatter,” Harvie said, then turned to run towards the truck.

After the truck managed to get out of the entrance, Harvie yanked open the side door and jumped in with some of the armed men.

The truck reversed down the stairs and out of sight.

I laid on my back and closed my eyes.

I must have passed out because Hood stood over me and was shaking my shoulder.

“Greenmatter, wake up. That’s it. Your safe, your alright. I’m here,” Hood said.

“Hood?” I asked groggily.

“Yea. Come on, we need to get moving. This isn’t over,” Hood said, then helped me to my feet.

I looked towards Lieutenant Michell, who was lying on the ground. A thick coat of dust and popcorn had settled over her. A dusty pool of blood creeped away from her head.

“He executed her right in front of me,” I said quietly.

I had sent Michell with Hood, alone. If I had gone with her and Hood, maybe I could have saved her.

Tears welled in my eyes, then fell over my mask and down my face.

I let out a shuddering breath, “This is my fault.”

Hood grabbed my shoulder and looked at me, “It’s not your fault. I fell for Craft’s trap. I rushed in without help to free my dad. I got the girl and me captured. This is my doing, not yours,” Hood said.

A horn honked from somewhere outside.

“That’s Barker, he went to grab the van. If Craft thinks this is over, then he’s in for a surprise. We’re going after that truck. We’ll bring the fight to whatever hole Craft tries to hide in,” Hood said with steel in his voice.

My breath hitched as I attempted to prevent myself from sobbing in front of Hood.

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