Hellboy by Mike Mignola

Author:Mike Mignola
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Horse Comics
Published: 2017-08-11T04:00:00+00:00

At four fifteen, Jake was sitting on a bench in the park across the street from Saint Aloysius, waiting for the nuns to bring Hazel out to him.

It had been impressed upon him by his new friends that the single most important element of the transaction into which he was about to enter was that there be witnesses to him picking Hazel up, preferably the nuns. There had to be a visual record of him leaving Saint Aloysius with Hazel, or the deal was off. The van would meet them in the alleyway three blocks south, at which time his new friends would take over, and that would be that: his problems, financial and otherwise, would be permanently over.

It would be a little painful, of course.

Jake would have to be able to make a convincing case that he’d been jumped by Hazel’s kidnappers and that he’d bravely fought them off, but he’d been assured that there were professionals among the group, men who were skilled at doing maximum, believable damage to the human body, stopping just short of permanent injury, let alone death.

Bones heal, Jake thought. Two million dollars, more money than he ever in his life dreamed would be his, would last a long, long time.

It would get him out of this dirty city and Kat’s crappy apartment, for one. If he still wanted Kat when this was over, he could take her away with him. If he didn’t, he could leave her. She’d eventually get over losing Hazel. She’d meet another guy, maybe get knocked up again. Maybe this time she’d have a kid that wasn’t messed up. Everybody would win. It was like Jake was doing everyonea favor.

Jake had met the man he knew only as the Professor the previous summer when he was out at the park with Hazel.

Kat had been at work and Hazel had been at her absolute worst, refusing to obey him, ignoring him, screaming, and carrying on. Eventually Hazel had gone off to the empty sandbox to dig with a stick or some other God damn messy thing.

Jake had never been more ready to leave Katrina than he was at that moment, contemplating the scratch marks on his hands where Hazel had dug her nails into his flesh. Jake had hated her at that moment. He had almost slapped her. He’d wanted to, but there had been too many people around and he’d known it would just make her scream louder and embarrass him even more. It wasn’t worth the warm bed and the free apartment to put up with that shit, no sir.

A well-dressed man with receding gray hair had sat down on the bench next to him. They had made small talk about the weather and how nice the park was at this time of year. The man had seemed to sense Jake’s discomfiture and his eyes had followed Jake’s to where Hazel was sitting in the sandbox.

“Your daughter?” he’d asked.

“Hell no,” Jake had replied. “My girlfriend’s kid.”

“She’s very pretty,”

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