The Hangman's Soliloquy by Jeb Bohn

Author:Jeb Bohn [Bohn, Jeb]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

The Tall Man selected YES and hit the enter key.

-Connecting to (3) receptors…

-Connection refused; Active transmission link exists.

-Attempt again? {Y/N}

He tried again; same result. As the assailants moved in closer, he stuck his head back out of the window. “Get everyone inside, out of their line of sight. Where the fuck are your guys at? We need that transmitter offline now!”

“Everyone inside!” Schultz cried out. He then took his phone back up and began to dial. As he pressed it against his ear, shots rang out in the distance.

People began ducking as the Tall Man stepped out from the backseat and leveled his handgun in the direction of the trio of intruders. To his surprise, they had not fired. Instead, each of them stood perfectly still, their arms by their sides. Recognizing the opportunity, he ducked back into the car and grabbed the laptop.

“Third time’s a charm.”

-Connecting to (3) receptors…

-Connection successful.

-Command:

He began typing again, taking care to ensure that there were no mistakes. Once he had finished the command he hit the enter key again and popped back out of the car.

“Come on, goddamnit.”

The three men turned around and headed back in the direction from which they had come. The Tall Man smacked his hand on the roof of the car.

Schultz turned around, his face showing relief and confusion. “What the hell?”

“I’ll explain later.”

Herman climbed out of the car; he was as excited as a kid at Christmas. “Holy shit, it worked. Did that really just fucking work? Holy shit.”

The team finished placing the truck bombs before retreating to an old service station two miles away. Two of the men placed the unconscious guard on a bench under an awning as Schultz approached the Tall Man, detonator in hand.

“So, what was that, exactly?”

The Tall Man explained the events that occurred when they were attacked at Herman’s house and how they had experimented with the transmitter and one of the aggressors. Schultz understood the implications of what he had been told, though a change in his persona gave the Tall Man pause. It appeared just below the surface, an unlit force that drove the humanity out of his eyes. He remained silent, ruminating: Is this a sign of things to come or a passing fever? As Schultz walked over to join his team, the Tall Man swore to keep a concerned eye on him, uneasy about the possible implications.

“Who pissed on your boots?” Leave it to Herman to make his point so eloquently.

“We’ll talk about it later.”

“How concerned should I be?”

“That is yet to be determined.”

Their discourse was interrupted by Schultz beginning the countdown. Herman was struck by how little excitement he held, a sharp contrast to Schultz’s team. Well, most of them. Ambroise locked eyes with him, urging Herman with an unspoken plea to remain vigilant and attentive. Herman signaled that the message was received with a short nod, careful not to arouse suspicion.

Electricity danced through the air, a product of the anxiety and excitement of what was coming. For the band of vigilantes it was another victory.

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