Compass Call: Survival & Awakening (The Gatekeeper Book 3) by Kenneth Cary

Author:Kenneth Cary [Cary, Kenneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Children's Books, Christian Books & Bibles, Christian Denominations & Sects, Mormonism, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction, Religion & Spirituality, Children's eBooks, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Christian Fiction, Futuristic
ISBN: 1500455105
Amazon: B00R7YP4HQ
Published: 2014-12-18T05:00:00+00:00

Pete was beside himself with worry and concern for John’s safety. He was late. Pete still couldn’t believe he actually allowed John to attend the meeting without him, and he knew something was wrong, could feel it in his bones even, but he didn’t know what to do about it. He couldn’t mount a rescue effort and leave the house defenseless, not with the threat of the biker gang looming. Paul wasn’t capable of mounting a reasonable defense by himself, and he said so himself, so Pete knew he couldn’t leave. He nervously paced up and down the entryway floor, occasionally stopping to look through the peephole thinking he would see John striding up the walkway.

“Adam! Any sign of him yet?”

“No, Uncle Pete. We’re watching. I swear I’ll tell you as soon as I see him,” replied Adam. Pete heard concern begin to creep up in Adam’s voice, and he realized he had to calm down before everyone in the house was as upset as he was.

“If he manages to knock on the door before you tell me he’s here I’ll . . . kick your butt,” warned Pete.

“We’re on it, Mr. Pete,” said Corbin. Marcus looked over the edge and added his support, “All eyes are watching Sergeant Major.”

“Well then quit looking at me,” replied Pete, with much less of an edge than he felt. Then, with a heavy sigh, he walked into the kitchen.

“Still no word from John?” asked Jenna.

Pete shook his head. He didn’t want to scare Jenna, but he knew something was wrong. It wasn’t like John to exceed his schedule by a single minute, let alone more than ten minutes. Pete knew John was, almost to a fault, a man of his word. If John said he was going to do something, then he did it. And if John said he was going to be somewhere and at a certain time, he was always early.

Pete began to pace the kitchen and stopped when he thought of something. He looked at Jenna and asked, “Jenna, can you open John’s gun safe?”

“I’ve got a spare key, but I don’t remember the combination. I never have to open it. Why? Is something wrong?” she asked, as she sat the measuring cup she was holding down on the countertop.

“I just have a feeling that we may need a little more firepower,” replied Pete, as he tried very hard to sound casual.

“What’s going on, Pete? Something’s bothering you?” said Bonnie, from the far end of the kitchen counter. She had just sealed up another Mylar bag with a hot flatiron, and looked at Pete with concern, mingled with curiosity

“Trouble,” said Pete, and he began to pace again.

Jenna and Bonnie asked simultaneously, “What kind of trouble?”

Pete stopped and held up a hand. “Wait,” he said. “I need to sit down for a minute and think.” Pete walked into the family room and sat down in John’s recliner. He laid his head back and closed his eyes.

The women looked at each other. Bonnie shrugged and asked.

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