In the Shadow of Men by Darren Swart

Author:Darren Swart [Swart, Darren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

The air in the trunk was stuffy and smelled funny, road kill kind of funny. Digger was not in his happy place. He banged his head, as the car swayed in and out of curves. He slid helplessly, fighting against the duct tape that bound his hands and feet. He breathed slowly through his nostrils and tried to push the tape from his lips. He tried to piece together what had happened through the montage of blurred images. It confused him because he was sure that they had slipped the surveillance teams. No one had followed them. There were no tracking devices on the car. He didn’t understand how they had been found. At this point, the how was not nearly as important as the what.

The side of his head pounded from being struck. His body began to cramp from the confinement in a trunk designed for a donut tire. Between the stuffiness, the warmth and the stress, Digger dozed off for a moment. He dreamed he was jostling in the back of a buckboard wagon. He could hear the guttural growl of hungry wolves chasing the wagon. A single horse whinnied and strained to pull the wagon faster to stay ahead of the hungry pack. Its body was lathered and slick with sweat. Its eyes were wide with fear at the smell of the snarling wolves behind him. Digger struggled to raise his head and look ahead. Small dust clouds wisped past the driver’s tan duster and into the wind like smoke on a blustery day. His Stetson stayed glued to his head with a single leather cord, which struggled against the wind. The horse needed no urging to move faster. And yet, the driver continued to slap the reins, egging him on. The driver looked over his shoulder and yelled, “Dude, are you okay?”

“Marty? How did you get here?”

“It’s a long story. Do you know where you are?”

Digger looked at him for a moment in disbelief. “I’m right here.”

“In your dream, yes. But do you know where you are in real life?”

Digger considered the statement for a moment. “In a car trunk, I think. That’s all I know.”

“Okay. We’re coming after you. Don’t worry.”

He gave him a wry look. “Worry? Why should I worry?”

“You know what I mean.”

The car went over a bump, causing Digger to bang the sore part of his head against the trunk lid. He awoke to throbbing pain and the glow of brake lights. He could feel the vehicle slow down, as it went over rougher terrain. He could just make out the sounds of people talking. He heard the crackle of a walkie-talkie. He strained to move closer to the fender to listen. He heard the sound again. It sounded like a police radio. A police radio? Maybe they’re being pulled over? He shimmied away from the fender and rolled onto his back. He bent his knees as much as he could in the confined space and kicked at the fender wall, making a small thud.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.