Lover Unveiled by Ward J. R

Author:Ward, J. R.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2021-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

Okay, so here’s a moral quandary.

Nah, not really.

As Sahvage re-formed outside of a trailer with bullet holes in its cheap aluminum siding, he looked around at the crap-ass yard: Two pickup trucks off to the side, rusted parts of cars strewn around like the biopsies from junkers, a BBQ grill without a lid or a propane tank listing by a busted picnic table. The acreage was crowded with trees and vines, and as he thought of the cottage, he wished he were sticking around in Mae’s life. He liked the idea of getting a mower and clippers, tidying the place up, taking care of—

Jesus. One kiss and she’d turned him into a suburban househusband. Next up, beer cozies, football in the fall, and a dad bod.

Never gonna happen, he thought as he palmed one of his guns.

But what he could do for her? Was make sure she was safer.

There were three loose wooden steps that led up to a door that was probably the only solid thing on the property. Raising his fist to knock—

The scream of pain from inside was muffled. But it was clearly a woman’s, high-pitched and desperate.

And then, much, much louder: “You fucking whore! Where’s my fucking money—”

“I gave it to you! It’s right there—”

The slap was so loud, it rang in Sahvage’s ears. Annnnnnnnd he’d had enough of this.

Grabbing onto the knob, he ripped the door from its frame and led with the muzzle of his forty.

Over on a worn-out plaid couch, a hollow-eyed woman in faded blue jeans and a blood speckled t-shirt was trapped under the lanky body of a greasy meth-head Sahvage had known for all of two and a half weeks. Crumpled bills littered the threadbare cushions around them, and a three-foot-tall bong that was charred like a tailpipe had been kicked over to drool on the filthy, matted carpet.

As they both looked over at him in surprise, Sahvage leveled his gun at the man. “Let her go.”

To his absolute insanity, the misogynistic fucker recovered quickly. “Fuck off! What the fuck are you doing—”

“Dave,” Sahvage said in a reasonable tone, “let her go or I’m going to shoot you in the head.”

“This is not your fucking business.” Dave twisted the woman’s hand back until she whimpered. “And we did not have an appointment.”

“Like this is a dentist office?” Sahvage narrowed his eyes. “On three. You let her go, or I shoot you in the head. One.”

Dave wrenched around with a glare—while using his grip on the front of the woman’s throat to keep his balance. “You’re making a fucking mistake here—”

“Two.”

“You’re not going to shoot me.”

With a coordinated move—like he’d had to do it before—Dave lunged into the couch cushions for a gun.

“Three,” Sahvage said as he pulled his trigger first.

The discharge was a loud clap in the grungy confines, and then Dave’s rather limited IQ exploded out the back of his skull, speckling the wall behind him with blood and gray matter. The gun he’d gone for went off as

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