Jack County Demons by AK Waters & Vincent Hobbes

Author:AK Waters & Vincent Hobbes [Waters, AK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AK Waters Productions LLC
Published: 2014-09-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

LT dressed hastily. He walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light. He turned on the water, and waited for it to warm. Then, he splashed handfuls of it on his face. Once finished, he cupped his hands, filled them with water and drank until he was satisfied. LT walked across the room toward the door. He looked out the peephole, expecting no one but looking regardless. He undid the latch and gently turned the knob.

It was warm outside. LT looked from his motel room, seeing nothing in view, and stepped out. He looked left and right. The outer walkway was empty. He could hear nothing, even the couple a few rooms down who were screwing all night had gone to bed. LT walked down past the rooms, turned left and then down the stairway to the bottom level. He neared the parking lot, looking up at the flashing neon light of the motel.

Vacancy, it read.

He continued toward the lot, passing two parked cars. He then saw Red in the parking lot, tinkering with his motorcycle under one of a few working lights.

LT neared, asking, "Anything broken?"

"Naw," Red replied. "Just giving her a little more juice."

"Can't sleep either?"

"Could you sleep with Whisky snoring like he does?" Red asked, putting down the wrench and standing up. He looked LT in the eyes. "Besides, this town has me spooked."

"Me too."

"Well, you ought to try and sleep. Got a busy day tomorrow and—"

LT paused, reaching out and grabbing Red's arm. "Look," he said, pointing.

The sound of engines in the distance could be heard. Barely. The two men waited patiently, and after a few minutes, the sounds grew louder and louder. Finally, on the edge of town, they could make out a half dozen lights from the motorcycles. The members of the Hispanic biker gang roared up the street. They neared, closer and closer, finally coming to a stop across the street, in front of the bar. LT and Red watched intently as the men jumped off their bikes and surrounded a parked car. They strained their eyes to see better, and watched in awe as the bikers grabbed a young man from inside the parked car out of his seat. They violently tossed him to the ground, then picked him up once more; carrying him inside and slamming the bar door behind them. The entire event played out in less than one minute.

"Oh my God," Red exclaimed. "See that?"

"Sure did. Wake up, Whisky."

"No need," Red replied, pointing. Sure enough, the commotion was enough to wake Whisky, who was fumbling to put on his boots. Grabbing his shirt and tucking his pistol into his waist belt, Whisky barged down the stairwell and out into the parking lot. "What the hell is going on?" the man asked.

"It's time to earn our pay," LT answered. The SEALS jogged across the lot, crossing the street and nearing the bar. They stood at the doorway, taking a moment to see if they could hear anything inside. LT then nodded, and Whisky opened the door to the bar gently.

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