Southern Souls by Stuart Jaffe

Author:Stuart Jaffe [Jaffe, Stuart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal mystery
Publisher: Stuart Jaffe
Published: 2019-10-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

MAX FLOORED THE GAS, flying down the empty rural roads, as he headed toward Winston-Salem. Isaac Brown’s vicious face floated in his mind. Over and over, Max saw cloaked figures smashing into his home, confusion and screams, and the roar of PB as they stole him away.

Max had to stay focused. Getting in a car accident would not help. But his blood pumped through his body faster than the gas rushing through his car. He could not clear his mind.

Even knowing that Drummond had flown ahead gave Max no solace. No matter what horror his partner might find, being dead limited Drummond’s ability to do anything in this situation.

When Max finally reached the edge of the city, he slowed the car. He could not afford to waste time being pulled over for a speeding ticket. And if by some obscene chance the officer turned out to be Glader, Max would lose all control — probably get arrested on assault charges.

Focus. Drive and focus. Throughout the trip, he tried to call Sandra on his phone but to no avail. He tried once again — still no answer.

When Drummond finally appeared in the passenger seat, relief and terror flooded Max’s system. If the two emotions could have used him in a tug-of-war, they would have shredded him in half. “Well?” he said.

Drummond brought his hat down — not a good sign. “Sandra and J are tied up in the bathroom. They’re shaking, but they’re fine.”

“And PB?”

“No sign of him.”

Max clenched the steering wheel. “Go back to the house and watch over Sandra and J until I get there.”

“On it.” Drummond vanished.

As Max hovered around the speed limit down Route 52, his mind replaced terror-filled images of Sandra and the boys being tortured with terror-filled images of PB’s pain and hopelessness. The poor boy had been through more than most people in his short life, and now he had to deal with being kidnapped.

Max considered contacting the police. If they put out an Amber alert, maybe they could capture Brown and his group before any harm came to PB. Not that he expected PB’s father to be physically dangerous to the boy, but the mental damage would last for years. Perhaps the rest of the boy’s life.

As he pulled into the driveway, Max saw the side screen door hanging off its hinges. He hurried inside. Wood from the splintered door jamb spread across the floor, and parts of the deadbolt sat in one of several cooking pots also on the floor. No sign of the rest of the door knob, but a six-inch chef’s knife stuck half-buried in the wall. Max swallowed back the urge to throw up as he barreled straight for the bathroom.

Sandra and J looked up with fearful eyes. J had been tied to the sink pipes and a sock had been used to gag him. Sandra had been forced onto her stomach so she could be tied around the toilet plumbing. Mascara ran black over her cloth gag.

Holding back his tears, Max dove forward and worked at J’s bindings.

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