Wood's Fury by Steven Becker

Author:Steven Becker [Becker, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The White Marlin Press
Published: 2019-03-03T16:00:00+00:00

Mac and Mel stood closer together than either cared; wanting privacy, they were forced by the rain to huddle under the cover of the porch roof outside Ned’s back door. The small overhang held the water at bay, but their disagreement demanded more space.

“You go out there now, you’ll get shot,” Mel said.

Mac was well aware of the risks, but he deemed it safer to go out in the storm under cover of darkness than wait until daylight.

“There won’t be anyone out in this mess.”

“If it holds till tomorrow, they’ll be calling it a Rum Front, and every barstool in Key West’ll have a fisherman’s butt on it. You can just as easily go then.”

Mac knew better. The rain would cancel charters, but as a fisherman himself, he knew that the rain brought better fishing. Anyone who had traps set would want to pull and rebait them. Most set their traps in shallows up to about eight feet, and these flats would be stirred up by the rain, making for a good bite.

Mac pulled out his phone and opened the weather radar app. He had to zoom out to where half the state was visible to see the backend of the green mass now over them. It was going to rain awhile.

“I’d just as soon get it done now. You know if your dad was still alive, he’d be out there tomorrow. Rusty will, too.”

“What about a boat?” she asked.

He had won the battle. “We’ll take Tru’s center console.”

“Ned has an armory in there. Take something and do what you have to.” Her eyes softened and she touched his arm. “And, be careful.”

They went back inside and Mac walked over to Ned and quietly asked him for a weapon. Leading him back to the gun safe in his office closet, Ned proudly unveiled his arsenal. Choosing a nine-millimeter semiautomatic for its durability, ease of use, and stopping power, Mac took the pistol and a spare magazine.

Ned handed over the keys to the VW, and with the pistol tucked in his waistband and the shotgun under his arm, Mac let himself out the back door. When he turned toward the driveway, he was shocked to see Pamela already there.

“You’re not going out there without me.”

He was beyond asking how she knew he was leaving. “It’s pretty crappy out there. Could be dangerous,” Mac said, trying to discourage her, though he knew it was probably useless.

“Not on your life, Mac Travis.”

Mac turned back to Ned. “Maybe need something for her.”

Mac followed Ned back into the office. Remembering that Pamela had used a shotgun before, he eyed the four long guns standing side-by-side in the rack.

“One of those, too?” Ned asked.

“The 410’ll work. Twelve-gauge might be too much for her.”

“You’re gonna give Pamela a gun?”

“You’d be surprised what’s in there,” Mac said to Ned, nodding his head at Pamela, and reaching for the shorter of the guns. Ned handed him a box of shells and two tactical flashlights. With his arms full, he walked into the living room.

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