When Death Intervenes by L. C. Hayden

Author:L. C. Hayden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, suspense, mystery, south dakota, rv, mystery action, recreational vehicle, travel mystery, harry bronson, l c hayden, woman in trouble
Publisher: L. C. Hayden

Chapter Thirty

Approaching an unfamiliar place in the dark ranked high among Bronson’s list of Things I Hate Most to Do. He slipped the gun into his hip holster for easy access, grabbed the flashlight, and stepped out of the car.

He stood at the top of the cliff, staring at the valley that housed Mensa Enterprises. The well-lit single building beckoned him, but instead of making him feel welcome, it filled him with dread. This certainly was no abandoned site as he had been led to believe. Someone had been taking care of it, or at least was paying its electric bill.

He started his descent, thankful for the full moon. As he worked his way down the hill, he watched his surroundings as carefully as a bird preparing to take flight. Still, he advanced at a steady rate. During the few times he knew the beam of his flashlight couldn’t be seen by anyone who might be watching from one of the windows, he’d turn the light on, always directing its beam downward.

The cool night breeze blew, chilling Bronson’s bones. The anxiety gnawing at his gut drenched him with a cold sweat. He ignored the discomfort. Off in the distance, he heard the shriek of birds. Other guttural creature sounds surrounded him, making his descent seem unreal, menacing. Still, he pushed on.

When he reached the bottom of the hill, he made a wide circle, enabling him to get a good view and approach the building from the back. He crouched and waited from behind some shrubs, watching the warehouse that loomed before him. He didn’t detect any movement.

Keeping low, he advanced at a snail’s pace. He crouched under a window, the only sound stemming from his pounding heart. He raised his head high enough to peek. Row after row of stacked cardboard boxes filled the area from floor to ceiling. Carrier could easily hide behind any of those.

Bronson moved on to the next window and encountered the same setup. He sat hard on the ground, trying to think of an alternate solution. Nothing came to mind. If Carrier held Pete prisoner, his chances of survival diminished with each passing second, but Bronson knew better than to try to use shortcuts. He would check the rest of the windows. Hopefully, he’d be able to spot something different, something that would give him the upper hand, no matter how slim.

Luck evaded him.

Resigned, he worked his way to the back of the building. He took out his gun and held it at the ready position. He plastered his back against the wall and swung the door open. He waited and listened for the slightest noise. In the far distance, an owl hooted and the wind whistled around him.

Bronson stuck his head in just long enough to enable him to see. The place seemed deserted.

He stepped in, knowing a trap awaited him.

* * * * *

At 9:03 the call came in. Hoover checked the caller I. D. and sprang to his feet. “Got to take it.

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