The Devil's Blue Eyes by Chris Sanders

Author:Chris Sanders [Sanders, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Black Coppice Books
Published: 2016-10-01T18:30:00+00:00

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“Let the boy go!” Luke ordered. He was now standing on top of the rock. Below him, a large gentleman was grappling with a small boy. The boy looked no older than twelve. A second man was standing watching them. The boy was putting up a good struggle and had so far resisted all attempts to be floored.

“I said let the boy go!” Luke continued, this time louder and with more conviction.

The first gentleman, far taller and a good ten years younger than his friend, was too busy wrestling with the boy to hear Luke’s demand.

“Let him go I said!”

“Who on Earth are you?” the shorter of the two men spoke. “Stay out of our business!”

Luke leapt from the rock. He then walked over to the first gentleman and tapped him firmly on the shoulder. At once, the second gentleman spun around letting go of the boy as he did. The man stood well over six foot and looked a lot tougher than his friend.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Is that all you boys can say?”

The child, at last free from his captor, collapsed exhausted into the mud. From his pocket the first gentleman whipped out a black wallet. Opening it, he then flashed its contents towards Luke.

“My name is Sergeant Drake. And you can put that bloody stone down for a start, man!”

Luke hesitated refusing to drop the stone.

“Take it easy Paul. He was only looking out for the child,” the shorter man now spoke, walking over to his partner. He looked a little older than sixty and was not much taller than the child. Luke noticed that his left eye appeared to twitch too whenever he spoke, an involuntary movement which had perhaps afflicted him his entire life.

“Who are you?” Drake continued, stuffing the badge back into his trouser pocket.

“My name’s Luke McGowan. I’m staying at the Rose Cottage. I heard the kid screaming and found you ruffing the poor sod up. What was I supposed to think?”

“He’s from the orphanage you bloody fool! He’s a runaway! Mr Simmonds and I were trying to take him back.”

Luke let the stone fall into the mud. Mr Simmonds then approached him while Drake walked over to the boy. The earlier wrestling had knocked all the energy out from the kid and now he sat deflated and defeated against one of the surrounding rocks.

“My name is Alexander Simmonds. I run the orphanage in Chatterton Village.” Mr Simmonds held out his hand to Luke. Luke returned the gesture and both men shook.

“I’m sorry for the misunderstanding Mr Simmonds.”

“Don’t apologise. Please. I can see things from your point of view. We were simply trying to take the boy back to the home. He has nowhere else to go. He wouldn’t survive out here for long. Not in this weather.”

Luke nodded.

“Of course. I don’t think anyone could.”

“Go and open the car door, Alexander. We have to get him out of this rain!” Drake now spoke. He’d already put the kid over his shoulder and was making his way towards a group of rocks.

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