Jade Gods by Patrick Freivald

Author:Patrick Freivald
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cohesion Press
Published: 2017-01-28T16:00:00+00:00

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"We are not moving to Washington, DC." Monica pushed away from the counter and stomped into the living room, flopping down on the couch to stare at the fireplace her husband had built. "This is our house, our home, and there are, like, thirty guards outside. We ain't going to be safer for moving."

Matt let an angry reply roll over him unsaid, then spoke. "The government's not going to maintain this much security, and God knows we can't afford it on our own. There's a safety in anonymity that guns can't provide."

"I ain't stupid, baby, and I hear what you're saying. I'm just saying 'no' to it."

Okay, time for the nuclear artillery.

"Have you talked to Steve Laako lately? Or his mother?" She flushed and looked at the floor so, feeling like an asshole, he pressed it. "They're dead because we're a danger to be around. We didn't ask for this, and we sure as hell don't want it, but we have to look at what is—"

"—not what we want to be." She finished her dad's favorite saying as he dropped on his knees in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Mon. I don't want this, either."

Her tears tasted like eyeliner as he kissed them away, and he let her squeeze his neck hard enough to hurt a normal man, and bawl. Eventually the sobbing stopped, and she pulled back, eyes red and puffy.

"I don't appreciate your using other people's safety to manipulate me. But I get it, and you're right. We'll go away, at least for now, let this whole thing blow over a while. On one condition."

Oh, boy. "What's that?"

"When he gets out of the hospital, I want Aaron Walters to run our security."

"I'm sure I can make that happen. He's a good man, and already cleared." The rising church spire across the road reflected in her eyes, and he kept his thoughts on 'a while' to himself. Two thousand fanatics from all over the country now lived in White Spruce, and worshipped in the unfinished church going up just off their property, and grew more fanatical with every passing week. "I'm sorry, babe."

"Me too, baby."

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