Vigilante Assassin: An Action Thriller (Jake Wolfe Book 2) by Mark Nolan

Author:Mark Nolan [Nolan, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

Jails have a particular smell—sweaty prisoners, moldy mattresses, bad food, toilets, bleach, and lost hope. Anybody who has ever been locked in a cage never forgets it.

Jake woke up and smelled jail. He’d been there before, and he’d hoped he would never return.

He was flat on his back on a thin mattress in the drunk tank. His guess was that Kirby must have lied and said he was drunk, not suffering from an illegal nightstick hit to the back of his head.

The overhead lights were bright, and Jake had a powerful headache.

A giant shirtless white male prisoner was saying something to him.

“Wake up, fresh meat. We need to have a little talk. Unless you’d rather just give up now, roll over and get used to being my new girlfriend.”

Jake sat up and planted his feet on the floor. He took a deep breath and let it out. “And who might you be?”

“They call me Party Animal.”

“What are you in for Mr. Party Animal, sir?”

“Dog fighting. We throw two abused pit bulls into a ring and bet on which one of them comes out alive. I must have won a dozen bets by now.”

Jake glared at him in anger.

Party Animal clenched his right hand into a fist, took a step forward and reached out with his left hand to grab Jake by the hair on top of his head.

Jake decided to avoid being used as a human punching bag. He launched himself to his feet as he threw a punch in self defense. He brought his fist all the way from his knees, and it shot forward like a baseball flying over the center field fence for a home run. He slugged Party Animal’s throat so hard the man staggered backward, grabbed his throat with both hands and began wheezing for air.

Jake’s hand felt like it had hit a brick wall. Next, he kicked the big man in the crotch. Party Animal dropped to his knees and swayed there. Jake gave him a Jeet Kune Do strike to the back of the neck. The man fell forward, Jake stepped aside, and his cellmate landed face-first on the concrete slab floor, just missing the toilet.

Jake was amazed to see that the big brute was still conscious. He grabbed a toothbrush from the sink and pressed the pointed end of the handle against the man’s right eye. “I’m an abused dog who’s been reincarnated as a man to find you and kill you. Say your prayers, because this toothbrush is about to be shoved through your eye and into your evil brain.”

The man tried to yell for help, but it came out as a wheezing howl.

Jake dropped the toothbrush, sat back down on the bed and drew in deep, calming breaths. The calming part didn’t work. His combat training told him to kill the enemy. He had to override his heated response with cold control.

He heard the sound of footsteps—shiny black shoes running in his direction. Two guards arrived at his cell, a black male and a white male.

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