Kill Crime: A Jeff Case Novel stunning crime thriller full of twists with an unpredictable ending by Mike Slavin

Author:Mike Slavin [Slavin, Mike]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Golden Mean Press
Published: 2019-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

“Sure,” Larry called from the front room as he pulled out his weapon. He didn’t want to worry Case, but he was cautious. He held the weapon in his left hand, which hung down at his side. Larry carefully looked toward the entrance—a good-sized double door made of ornate smoked glass. He crossed the door to turn on the light outside, reaching for the switch.

Case didn’t hear the door open, but he did hear two deafening gunshots in rapid succession. They were followed by the sound of glass breaking and then a loud thud.

He instinctively fell to the floor and scrambled toward the foyer, keeping low to the ground. From his vantage point, he could see only Larry’s legs. Larry was lying on his stomach in a pool of blood, his feet toward the door. The door had been flung open and the two shotgun blasts had blown out the lead glass.

Adrenaline raced through Case. He bolted from his hiding spot and sprang to the other side of the foyer, going for his gun in his study and wondering if the shooter would fire at him, too. Case grabbed his gun and ran back to Larry.

Larry had taken two shotgun blasts from just a few feet away. The wooden and glass doors had done nothing to slow down the bullets. Glass and wood splinters were sprayed all over the floor. Case slipped on blood as he kneeled to check Larry’s pulse, keeping his pistol trained at the gaping doorway.

Larry was dead.

It was surreal, the white walls and marble floor, a black grand piano with the placid backdrop of the pool and lush gardens, and everything in the room covered in blood. The silence was deafening.

Case was about to run outside, ready to kill, when Larry’s foot twitched, startling him. He rechecked his pulse. Still nothing.

He ran outside, gun at the ready. Case caught a glimpse of a car turning right to leave the country club area. That road was three miles long with no turnoffs, so he could probably catch them, especially since they weren’t even speeding.

Case ran through the house and grabbed his keys and a golf hat. He opened the garage door, jumped into his Porsche, and took off without switching on his headlights. Case hoped they were going the speed limit, not expecting anyone to be following them and not wanting the police to stop them for speeding.

The blood on Case’s hands was sticky. He set his Glock and phone on the passenger seat. His Browning was still under the seat if he needed it. Case grabbed a golf towel from the back seat, then used it to wipe the blood off his hands and his phone as best he could.

It didn’t take long to find them. Case slowed to a crawl as their car approached the streetlight where the golf course road intersected with a major six-lane road.

They hit the green light and went straight through, turning to the left. Case punched it, but the light turned red before he got there.

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