Feared By Hell_The Revelations of Oriceran by Michael Anderle

Author:Michael Anderle [Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2018-04-04T22:00:00+00:00

12

Shay crept down the stairs, only to run into more of the aftermath of Hurricane Brownstone. The bottom of the stairwell led to a short corridor that turned to the right before joining a larger hallway. With the cement walls and stairwell, Brownstone would have been fed straight into a kill box.

Except he wasn’t the one who was dead.

A dead Harriken lay against the wall, his face bruised, his eyes closed, and his nose askew. His sword had been driven right through his chest. Another man lay on the floor facedown, a pistol a few feet from his hand. His sword remained in its sheath.

Several flattened bullets littered the floor. Huge chips in the cement walls suggested the man had fired his pistol and missed his target.

Shay began to wonder how these final men could have believed they’d even have a chance against Brownstone. From what she could tell, they’d had fortifications and surprise…but still lost.

Maybe a few rocket launchers or some sort of powerful magic would have helped.

Brownstone’s voice echoed from the other end of the basement, and the tomb raider sidled closer to him. She holstered her gun and peeked around the corner just in time to see the bounty hunter decapitate one man and rant about barbecue to the second before punching him in the stomach.

The only surprising thing about the sight was that Brownstone’s second target didn’t cough up blood and fall to the ground dead.

His survival told Shay that James must have pulled his punch. After everything she’d seen in Peru and in the house that night, she didn’t believe a normal human could survive such a blow. She wasn’t sure what Brownstone was—other than gay—but she refused to believe that he wasn’t relying on some sort of magic. Normal people just weren’t that strong.

James kicked the pistol behind the last man.

“I...apologize to the dog,” the Harriken wheezed. “Please spare me.”

“He wasn’t just ‘the dog.’ He had a name.” Brownstone crossed his arms and glared down at the man. “His fucking name was Leeroy.”

“Okay, okay.” The Harriken lifted his hand placatingly. “His name was Leeroy.”

“You don’t get it. I want you to apologize to Leeroy using his name.”

“But he’s dead.”

“And you’re gonna join him soon.”

The gangster managed to sit up, though one hand still rested on his stomach. A grimace seemed surgically attached to his face at this point. “But...you’re really here because you want to know where she is, right?”

Brownstone crouched by the man. “I told you why I’m here. Because the Harriken murdered my dog.”

“I told them not to do it. I told them we should leave you alone. I’d heard of you before.”

“That’s an interesting story, but even if I believed it, I don’t fucking care.” Brownstone scratched at an eyebrow. “You were telling me how the Harriken would grow stronger, get their vengeance on me and come after everyone I love. Don’t you remember that?” He shrugged. “It wasn’t exactly ages ago. I know I hit you pretty hard, so maybe your memory is a little fuzzy.

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