Blood & Tacos #3 by Kroese Rob & La Tray Chris & Robinson Todd & Elliott Garnett & Mertz Stephen

Author:Kroese, Rob & La Tray, Chris & Robinson, Todd & Elliott, Garnett & Mertz, Stephen [Kroese, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Creative Guy Publishing
Published: 2012-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

McCall hesitated at the entrance to the hooch, the .45 automatic held down at his side, his presence undetected by the man inside because of the ferocious battle raging around them and because the soldier was preoccupied, in the process of reaching for the slim black book on the desk.

McCall said, “It’s not a journal.”

Larson whirled. His expression struggled between surprise and panic.

“Major, I can explain.”

They had to raise their voices to be heard above the cacophony outside.

“Captain, I’m arresting you,” said McCall. “You murdered Colonel Emmett. You fragged a fellow officer.”

Larson drew his broad, farmer’s body up straight, doing his best to reassert command even if he was outranked.

“Arrest me? On the strength of what? Every man on this base wanted to see that bastard dead.”

“Yeah, but you’re the one who went for the bait.” McCall nodded to the black book. “That’s no journal. It’s a notebook that I always carry. I had it on me when I knelt down to search Williams’ foot locker, and with the dim lighting inside the hooch and a little sleight of hand I had everyone thinking I’d found it there. I wanted to see if I could smoke out someone with a guilty conscience, and it looks like I succeeded. You wanted to see if Williams incriminated you in a journal after you confided in him that you were going to frag the colonel. Maybe I hadn’t gotten to that page yet and you could steal the book before I did. It was a crazy long shot, but it was the only chance you saw, so you went for it. A soldier like Sergeant Williams would tell you to bite your tongue and follow orders.”

A jolt of raw, bitter emotion erupted from Larson. “That’s exactly what he told me. Let it alone, Williams said. Follow orders. Right, follow orders. Sounds real honorable but look what it got the sarge and those other men of Bravo Company. Emmett was killing my men, goddammit. He had to be stopped, and I stopped him.”

A shell struck the next hooch over with a thunderous crack! like a lightning strike. Shouts for “Medic! Medic!” could be heard.

Larson lunged at McCall. “Bastard!”

McCall had hoped that sight of the .45 would discourage something like this, but Larson wasn’t about to be taken easily. McCall brought up the .45.

The snap! of a camera flashbulb came from close behind his ear.

Tara had crept up from outside and eavesdropped. The white flash seared the interior of the hooch, not impairing McCall’s vision because it came from behind him. The flash startled, stunned and stopped Larson. He reflexively threw his arms up to cover his eyes.

Tara said, “Gotcha!”

McCall brought his .45 around in a swipe that cracked the side of Larson’s head. Larson’s knees buckled and he collapsed. McCall pinned Larson with a boot to his back. He holstered the .45 and reached for the handcuffs attached to his belt. He spared a quick glance over his shoulder.

The beauty of his wife’s face was smudged with grime.

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