Pure by J.M. Dabney

Author:J.M. Dabney [Dabney, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.M. Dabney

An Endless Whodunit

He could almost forget the clanging of a jail cell door was waiting to close behind him. The quiet of the woods allowed him to hear steps in any direction. Silence of forest animals hiding from danger like an alarm system. His boy was off with Freddie gathering firewood, and he was staring across the fire pit at Horace.

Horace’s curly black hair was cut short and was streaked with the littlest of silver. He was shirtless and excessively hairy, with partial sleeves of bloody and white skulls from his wrists up. If he wasn’t mistaken, there were a few new skulls since the last time he’d worked with the man.

“You taking care of Pure?”

He felt his brow furrow, and he frowned at the guttural voice. “What business is it of yours?”

“More than you think. We’ve been watching him a lot longer than you have.”

“He’s mine.”

“Ain’t saying he isn’t, he’s a good kid. Vicious and deadly, but sweet. He deserves a man who isn’t going to rot in jail or have a needle stuck in his arm.”

“I didn’t ask for him to break me out.”

“You don’t leave a man behind, especially someone who’s watched your back…kept your ass alive. Who have you fucked over so bad that they’d go to all the trouble to set you up? Ya’ see, the way I figure it, whoever is after your ass is already locked up and wants to take care of the job personally. And has the funds to slap down a six-figure price tag on your back.”

“Do you know how many people I’ve earned a bounty on?”

He’d been doing this most of his life, what else did he have? He’d been shot at, shot, stabbed, and one guy had tried to run him down with a semi. It wasn’t like he had a lot of friends. Never once had he thought someone was capable of putting a hit out on him, especially not one that extreme. It was the not knowing that was driving him the craziest.

He wondered if Pure had put himself on the line for the inevitable. He didn’t believe he was going to survive the outcome, and he hated the thought of leaving his boy behind. It was purely selfish. He didn’t want to think of another man touching—loving on—his boy, making all his dreams come true. That should be his job.

“Just has to be one, man. Some man lost his old lady because he went to jail. Casualty during the operation. Lots of reasons a man would want another dead. Sometimes it could be a man just breathed wrong.”

“How have you stayed out of jail this long?”

“Peaches is the best at her job.”

The casualness of Horace’s answer shouldn’t shock him, but it did. There was something dead in the man’s eyes, same with Freddie. They carried themselves like feral beasts going to war at any moment—just the span of a breath separated them from doing the unthinkable without regret or mercy. As they were no longer a part of society, they saw no reason to adhere to the rules.

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