Highway To Hell 2 by Rosamilia Armand

Author:Rosamilia, Armand [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Rymfire Books
Published: 2015-11-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Randy was relieved to see the old guy walking slowly to where he was being held. The chick had ignored his questions or threatened to put a bullet in his head. She wasn’t very helpful, but it looked like she wasn’t the actual leader of the warehouse people.

“Zara, can we have a private word?” the old man didn’t look like he was really asking. He looked pissed, and Randy hoped it would keep him alive a bit longer.

The woman – obviously Zara – looked equally pissed as she gave Randy the stink-eye before wandering off with the old man.

“Now what?” Randy asked the three guys with guns. A crowd had gathered and he counted no more than three dozen people. He wondered how many they’d started with.

“You shut up and let Christoph and Zara talk it over,” one of the guys said. He was pointing his rifle at the ground but his fingers were close to the trigger.

Randy smiled at a few faces and about half of them smiled back. These weren’t evil people. They sure weren’t the Hellfire Club.

“I’m Randy Jackson.”

“Like the black dude from American Idol?” someone asked. As much as Randy hated people saying it, he knew it was a great ice breaker and, hopefully, they’d get comfortable with him and no one would shoot.

“No. Like the guy in the band.”

“What band?” the guy with the trigger-finger asked.

“Zebra.” When everyone looked confused, Randy sighed. Tough crowd. “They were popular in the eighties. Great rock band, kind of like Led Zeppelin meets Rush. They had a couple of minor hits. From Long Island, New York.”

Not one person said they knew the band, but it really didn’t matter. Randy could see people visibly relaxing now. He wasn’t a threat, just a guy like them. A survivor.

“This is bullshit and you know it,” Zara suddenly screamed and pointed a finger at Christoph. “I should’ve shot the bitch in the face and took his shit.”

Zara stormed off and everyone went quiet, staring at Christoph.

Randy held his breath as Christoph turned and stared in his direction.

He’d been in this spot before and it never ended well. Crow was the biggest asshole who came to mind, but it had been bosses and teachers and too many other people in Randy’s life to count.

“Zara tells me you were spotted with the woman who’s been killing us,” Christoph said to Randy. “You left town with the woman but returned alone. Where is she?”

“She’s gone,” Randy lied. He didn’t know why. If Lyssa reappeared, and it was more than likely she would, they’d kill him. If it wasn’t already in the plan. As much as he hated Lyssa right now for leaving him alone and not protecting his ass, he thought he still cared for her. Did he love her? Maybe. The old world rules didn’t apply anymore. You didn’t have time to date and fall in love and go to a movie. You found someone breathing and you hooked up and watched each other’s asses.

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