I Warned You: Welcome to Fall River (Matt Ryan Book 1) by Shawn Underhill

Author:Shawn Underhill [Underhill, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The office was pitch dark but for the gray light through the windows. Which meant they couldn’t possibly see him from outside.

He went back to the apartment and got the BB gun. The trusty Red Ryder. He came back and slightly opened the other window. The one without the air conditioner. He cocked the gun and knelt, poking the barrel just out, and tried to estimate how much the BB would drop between there and the truck.

He pulled the trigger. The gun thumped and two seconds later there was no BB snap. He’d overshot the truck. The guys stood there looking around, wondering what they’d heard, and Ryan took a second shot that seemed to hit the big guy’s torso. The guy reacted and looked around and took a step back, looking down at his sweatshirt. Ryan heard him say, “What the hell?”

Then the one on crutches moved and wiggled and hopped and used his arm and the office phone rang again.

“What’s up?” Ryan said into the handset.

“You coming out here, or are we coming in after you?”

“Coming in wouldn’t end well for you. Especially on those crutches. You’d look pretty funny with those things sticking out of your ass.”

“Get out here, Ryan. I mean it.”

The line went dead again and Ryan hung up the phone. Murphy meant it. He was angry enough that he might try to come in.

So Ryan went back to the apartment and had a donut. He took his time eating, letting Murphy wait. Seeing if he was actually dumb enough to come near the place.

The phone rang again.

“What now?” Ryan said.

“Are you seriously too scared to come out?” Murphy asked.

“I was just fueling up first.”

“Hurry up. It’s cold out.”

“I like cold weather.”

“Get out here.”

“You want a donut?”

“What do you think?”

“You didn’t eat any pizza. You must be hungry.”

The line went dead.

Ryan went back to apartment and got the paintball gun. Went back to the office, knelt by the front door, gently opened it, and carefully lowered the gun to the step.

Then he went back through the apartment again and pulled on his field coat, the .380 Kimber still in the big pouch pocket. He called Sharky and they went out the back door and walked around to the front.

“Sit,” Ryan told the dog.

Sharky sat near the corner of the building, grumbling a little and scenting the air. Alert but obedient. He was an aggressive dog by nature, but also a smart dog, highly trainable, and very happy to please his person. If Ryan merely spoke to him in an unpleasant voice, Sharky would hang his head in shame.

“Stay,” Ryan said, and took a few steps closer to the front door. He lit a cigarette and looked at the truck with the three guys standing before it.

Apparently they really wanted to fight.

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