Razorback Hollow by Rene Moore

Author:Rene Moore [Moore, Rene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

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It was the two cronies who helped Jeremy Bracks. Each held a shotgun. They were laughing drunkenly over their kill. The mother bear was dead with a shot through the head. What the bastards were laughing at were the cubs. One had run up a tree, and it hung over the brook, making whimpering sounds. The other cub was still alive, but injured, hitching around, crying pitifully, trying to get to its mother, not realizing she was dead.

Eric felt his face twist into a frightening look of fury. If he didn’t have Claire… if he was alone… he could kill both men with his bare hands. He became aware of Claire trying to get his attention. He looked at her, and he watched her pull back. Eric felt his face contort, giving him the look of a monster the town folk claimed him to be. She pointed silently at the men and then made a cutting motion across her throat. Her own face was screwed up into angry sorrow.

Eric hesitated. He didn’t want to place her in danger.

She leaned into the boulder and let go of him, showing she was able to hold herself up with no problem. He nodded and slipped underwater to retrieve a few of the smooth river pebbles. He silently crept out of the stream, putting distance between himself and his prey. He was careful to keep the boulder and some of the trees between him and the two men.

One of the men with a beer gut hanging over his obscenely tight, dirty jeans stepped forward and took aim at the dying cub on the ground. At this range, he couldn’t miss, and the cub’s head exploded, splattering blood and brain matter all over the clearing.

Eric saw Claire bite back a scream, covering her mouth with her hand, tears falling from her eyes. She turned and pressed her back against the rock, squeezing her eyes shut, unable to bear looking at the horrible scene. Eric felt his emotions dissolve into nothing but a red wave that seemed to consume him. How could they? Why? Why would they do this to an animal that meant no harm to them? He took aim.

Something struck the overweight cub killer so hard in the head, he went bonelessly down. His skinny companion laughed at him.

“Bill? Hey Bill? Can’t hold yer shine anymore, can ya dumbass? Git up. I hain’t carryin’ yer fat ass.” He kicked the unconscious Bill, then frowned.

He leaned down and touched his friend’s face and stared at the blood on his fingers.

“Tarnation…?”

A loud sound ricocheted off the trees on the other side of the clearing, and he cursed, getting his gun up. Eric watched him peer into the dark. The man suddenly tensed. He must’ve become aware of how silent the woods were and just how deep they were in the forest.

Eric knew the man had a cousin who ran moonshine. There wasn’t much that happened in the mountains that the folks there didn’t know. The two men were probably heading to visit him.

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