Out of Exile: Hard Boiled: 2 by Jack Quaid

Author:Jack Quaid [Quaid, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Electric Mayhem
Published: 2019-10-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Forty Four

Sullivan crouched behind one of the vehicles parked against the wall. He had a clear shot at the front door and at anyone who walked through it. Jones took up his post twenty feet away behind a dumpster; he had the same angle and aim at the door that Sullivan did, only from the other side of the alley. They weren’t the best positions. The best positions would have been standing behind two SWAT teams behind a cordoned-off line with fifty uniforms surrounding the block. Instead, Sullivan had a relic in his hand and a gimp by his side.

The roar of a helicopter grew over the sounds of the city until it was all that could be heard. Sullivan looked up between the cracks of the building and saw a chopper hovering above. The news had broken.

Sullivan poked his head over the trunk and saw Jones gripping his weapon too tightly. He gave Sullivan a little salute that came off nowhere near as cool as Sullivan figured Jones thought it would.

The doors busted open.

Deacon was first out, gun up and ready to get into the thick of it. God followed, in the same formation. They scanned the alley. From their point of view, it was clear.

God waved and, from the darkness of the stairwell, Monique emerged with Campbell behind her, and most likely, a weapon buried in the small of her back. Her hair was a mess and her face puffy from tears. Sarah followed, with Pierce behind her.

Sullivan waited until they were all out, then rose from behind the vehicle. He raised the revolver—it felt like a brick.

‘Don’t fucking move,’ he shouted over the chopper blades.

Guns up on Sullivan.

‘I didn’t see you there, Angus,’ Campbell said. ‘I guess this explains why we hadn’t heard from Hogan and May.’

‘You’re surrounded,’ Sullivan said. ‘So let’s not turn this into a mess.’

Campbell looked left and right down the alley. ‘I don’t feel surrounded.’

Jones limped out from behind the dumpster. ‘Let them go,’

Relief flashed across Sarah’s face. Jones smiled; a small gesture that everything was going to be all right.

‘Is this what you call ‘surrounded’?’ Campbell turned to Jones. ‘Shouldn’t I be expecting you on television any minute now? Or do I need to send you some more body parts?’

‘It’s finished,’ Jones said. ‘Drop your weapons, or you won’t get out of this alley.’

Campbell looked up one end of the alley then down the other. ‘I’m tipping there’s only the two of you,’ he laughed. ‘If you had backup, you wouldn’t have waited for us to come out.’

‘You’re wrong,’ Sullivan said.

‘No,’ Jones cut in. ‘You’re right.’ As best he could, he bent at the knee. He placed his gun on the cobblestones, with his free hand open, to prove it was empty.

‘Jones, what are you doing?’ Sullivan yelled. ‘Pick up that gun!’

‘I’m going to reason with them.’

‘What? PICK UP THAT FUCKING GUN!’

Jones wasn’t listening. He stepped forward. ‘You want me to say I did something I didn’t do? I can’t do that.

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