False Justice by Larry A. Winters

Author:Larry A. Winters [Winters, Larry A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

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Jessie’s heart slammed in her chest. Everything seemed to be moving too quickly. What had she just seen in that room before Ray Briscoe had yanked her out? Blood. Monitors. Scalpel. A makeshift operating room. Vicki Briscoe had been removing something metal—shrapnel or bullet fragments—from a man’s leg. She was performing surgery. In a run-down building in the middle of Amish country. Without a medical license.

“Let go of me,” Jessie said. She fought to free herself, but Ray Briscoe’s grip was unyielding. The narrow hallway—dark after the brightness of the operating room—seemed to close in around her.

“Shut up.” His voice came from just behind her right ear. She felt the bristles of his beard touch her neck. His hands tightened on her shoulders and he propelled her roughly forward. She dug in her heels and tried to resist, but he was too strong. She had to walk—her legs unsteady with fear—to avoid falling.

He was forcing her in the wrong direction, away from the building’s front door. Where were Leary and Graham?

Ray Briscoe pushed her into a small room at the end of the hall. Inside, Leary and Graham sat in chairs, while the bikers she thought of as Spiderweb and Baseball Cap loomed over them. The other two thugs hovered near the door. Ray Briscoe indicated an empty chair beside Leary and Graham. When Jessie didn’t move, he shoved her into the seat.

Fear thrummed through her. “What are we doing in here?” She tried to sound fearless, but there was a waver in her voice that she could not suppress. “I am an assistant district attorney. Think about what you’re doing.”

“Yeah, you mentioned that.” Ray Briscoe turned to the two men at the door. “Any of them move, shoot them.” Then he left.

Even though they were far from safe, Jessie felt a rush of relief with Ray Briscoe out of the room. A shuddering breath escaped from her lungs. She looked at Leary and Graham. “Are you guys okay?”

“What’s going on?” Leary said. “It sounded like someone was moaning.”

Jessie glanced at the four bikers who were watching over them. “Maybe it’s better for you if you don’t know.”

Graham’s eyes narrowed. “Whatever you saw—”

The door opened and Ray Briscoe returned. His eyes seemed to simmer with pent-up violence. He breathed, air whistling through his nostrils. “Vicki says she’ll talk to you.”

“Great,” Leary said.

He started to rise. Ray Briscoe lunged forward and thrust him back into his chair. Leary flashed his teeth and looked like he might strike the man, but Spiderweb stepped between them and aimed a nasty-looking revolver at Leary’s face. “Careful, boy.”

“Not you,” Ray Briscoe said. He glared at Jessie. “Miss Assistant DA. She’ll talk to you only. Alone.”

“No fucking way,” Leary said.

Spiderweb smacked the side of his gun against Leary’s head.

“No!” Jessie reached toward Leary, but Baseball Cap grabbed her and held her back. Leary had been knocked halfway out of his chair, almost into Graham’s lap. The blow didn’t look hard enough to cause major damage, but it did break the skin.

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