Nomad Avenged: A Kurtherian Gambit Series (Terry Henry Walton Chronicles Book 7) by Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle

Author:Craig Martelle & Michael Anderle
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-05-29T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Terry’s Prison

“Tell me, TH, why do you insist on sacrificing yourself for the weak?” Kirkus pressed.

“For the seventy-fourth time, it’s the right thing to do. None of my previous answers convinced you?” Terry replied, looking into the Forsaken’s eyes and seeing nothing except a dark cruelty. Terry was obligated to add a taunt. “You warthog-faced buffoon. You are dense as a post.”

Kirkus didn’t acknowledge that he’d heard Terry speak.

“Moral compass? Because of your moral compass. Let’s review, shall we,” Kirkus started in a low voice as he sought to make his point. “You return home to find your wife and daughter dead after a valiant battle. You killed the murderer, but then you went on to kill everyone else who was present. The images of their deaths, TH? Even I find those shocking.”

It had been nearly fifty years since that happened, yet it had stamped darkness onto his soul. He knew that he’d be capable of that again if anyone put him in the same situation. His moral compass pointed true unless someone came after his family.

He was ready to become Hell on Earth. All he needed was to be tipped over the edge. Kirkus laughed.

“Payback? I am making amends for the last time I willingly left my family when I shouldn’t have to work for someone who saw me as a warm body and not a man with a family. This is my chance to fix that.” Terry knew there was no reason to lie, so he embraced his honesty, something the Forsaken probably found uncomfortable.

“I will share that they have come for you. They are fumbling around, flying in circles nowhere near here. We’ve tossed out a bit of bait to keep them distracted while we return to your little home. Kimber, Kaeden, and you have grandchildren, too! Can you imagine William and Mary Ellen playing in the hallways here?” Kirkus smiled, but it wasn’t of happiness or even forced to get a rise from TH. It was a smile of pure evil.

“Because I can see it, Terry Henry,” Kirkus added.

Terry froze, glaring at the creature that called itself Kirkus. He lived underground because daylight was death. Terry had been taken while it was still dark. He wondered who was going to North Chicago.

Char would not have left the community unprotected. Kimber and Kaeden were no pushovers either, assuming they stayed behind. Kae still carried the knife that Terry had given a boy of nine. Kimber was a martial arts master. Cory was almost as good as her mother, almost as fast.

And there was the FDG. His captain, lieutenant, and sergeants wouldn’t let anything happen to the civilians. They’d lay down their lives to protect them.

It wasn’t just Terry’s moral compass that the Forsaken was questioning. It was all of theirs.

Terry smiled. The Forsaken was challenging humanity’s right to exist as free and independent souls. They would refuse. All of them. Forsaken running rampant around the community? They’d have to fight them all. Everyone would swing a shovel or a chair, stab with a knife.

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