Hell's Bells by K.B Draper

Author:K.B Draper [Draper, K.B]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.B. Draper, LLC.
Published: 2021-02-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

I punched in Ashlyn’s number as we drove. She was running and slightly breathless when she picked up. “You okay?”

“Fine. You guys?”

“He’s at the edge of town. First row of houses. I heard a thunderous roar in the background. “Make that the second row. We’re pushing everyone toward the east side of town trying to get them out of his direct path. We can’t do much more than that right now.”

I leaned forward to see out of Woody’s windshield. Blackness ate the sky. “Michael close?”

“He just landed. He, Samuel, and Ariel are picking up the elderly and kids and flying them to safety.”

“Okay, tell him to come to me. Then I need everyone to stay away.”

She wanted to ask questions, but said instead, “Please don’t get yourself killed. I love you.”

“Not planning on it. And love ya back.”

Michael went wings down in the road fifty yards ahead of me. I pulled over alongside him, jumping out to wave Big D and his rig in behind me. “Take Woody, Apoc, Six, and this dude.” I threw a thumb over my shoulder toward Big D, who was hanging out the door looking at the scene playing out before him. Houses were imploding. Wood, roofs, and cars were being thrown into the air before crashing into the earth only to be consumed seconds later. Electric poles were falling, sparking and lighting into flame. Water hydrants were ripped from the ground, plumes of water shooting forty feet into the air. And Famine took it all in.

“What the shit?” Big D asked.

“Get them out of here.” I pulled Big D the rest of the way out of his cab. “Go with him.”

“Hey, what about my boob action?”

I crawled into the cab and leaned back out the window. “Michael, give this dude fifty bucks and let him touch your boob.” Michael was leaning in the back window, checking on Apoc, and yet even with the chaos whipping around us I heard his head hit the door frame.

“Fifty bucks and what?” Michael asked, rubbing the back of his head.

“Magic Mike meet Big D. Big D meet your boob for the evening.”

“Oh hell no.” Big D double-fisted his hips. “I said your boob.”

“And I said a boob; you should always listen to the fine print.” I gave him a wink before ducking back in the cab and firing up the engine. I gave them both a two-finger salute before dropping the truck into reverse, popping the clutch and straight up killing the engine. I leaned out the window again. “Apparently, my badass exit scenes need a little work.” I got double nods of agreement. “Take two.”

This time I nailed the dismount if you don’t take off points for the row of mailboxes I took out. I eventually fifteen-point turned it, and I’m proud to state no lawn art was lost in the making of this scene.

I pushed ahead, trying to drive several streets in front of the destruction before cutting back to park the rig at the far edge of the school, which was in the direct path of Famine.

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