The Slay of the Santas by Kacey Gene

Author:Kacey Gene [Gene, Kacey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-24T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

The Boy Beneath the Window

The perpetrator below Jake’s window immediately jumps into action when they surround him. Even though the sun is just starting to come up, they can see that he’s wearing thick sweats. He has a hoodie pulled over his head, so they can’t make out any specific facial features, but they can see that the man is fast and athletic.

But Jennifer is to his right, and Jake is to his left. He’ll have to run through one of them in order to get away.

He chooses Jennifer.

But she’s ready for him.

Even though the man is double her size and stealthy like a cheetah, Jennifer is quick-minded. She keeps her cool as the man takes his first and then second stride toward her, and just when he’s about to zip past her, she sticks out her boot-covered leg.

The man trips right over it and tumbles to the ground. Jake quickly jumps on top of the man and pins his arms behind his back.

Jennifer proudly crosses her arms and nods her head, giving herself a second to gloat over bringing down someone almost twice her size. Although, she can’t take full credit for this takedown. She learned all of her tripping tactics from monitoring second grade recess. Those kids may struggle with subtraction, but second graders sure do know how to trip someone.

The man wiggles and thrashes like a frightened worm, but Jake’s weight and strength easily overpower the guy.

“Hold still,” Jake says. “I don’t want to cuff you, but I will if you don’t stop fighting.”

Jake doesn’t have his cuffs on him, but the man must hear the confidence in Jake’s voice because he quits struggling.

“Let’s take him in the house,” Jake says, keeping the guy’s arms pinned behind him while he wrestles him to his feet. Jake looks at Jennifer to let her know he’s good-to-go, and she leads the way. She keeps turning back to check on Jake and get a glance of the man’s face, but his hoodie and the morning’s darkness still hide his identity.

That is, until Jake gets the man inside, sits him down in a chair, and pulls back the hoodie. Jennifer flips on the lights at the exact same time, and that’s when the man’s face is revealed. But it’s not a man that sits before them.

“You,” Jake says, completely surprised to see the boy from the photo. “You’re the kid I chased at Fred’s house.”

That’s when Jennifer looks at the sweats the boy -- who looks to be no more than eighteen years old -- is wearing. They’re the same dark grey sweats he had on at Fred’s house two days ago, and now that his hoodie is down, Jennifer can see that he’s also wearing the same black stocking cap.

His scraggly blonde hair that peeks out from his stocking cap looks riddled with dirt and grime. There’s a film on his face that makes his skin shine like a greased pan. And his fingernails, which Jennifer sees when the

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