Hunter by ZZ Adams

Author:ZZ Adams [Adams, ZZ]
Language: eng
Format: epub

As they approached the castle, they picked out a long black van that had been parked outside the gate. Through binoculars, they could make out a driver in the front seat smoking a cigarette. The man had his feet up and one elbow resting on the window ledge. Most of his head lay obscured behind the vehicle’s metalwork.

“We’ve got to take him out,” said George.

“All of them,” said Erin, “one by one, until they’re all gone or they leave.”

“Agreed.”

“It’s not the easiest shot from here,” said Erin.

“If we could get him to step out of the van, it would be better.”

“Max,” said Erin. “Run over to the van and jump up against the side.”

Max: “On my way!”

George shook his head in amazement as Max bolted towards the van.

Both of them raised their rifles as the dog drew closer.

“I don’t think we’ll be able to time this one,” said George. “The moment you get a clean shot, take it.”

Max jumped up against the side of the van and scrabbled with his claws. Sure enough, the driver got out and drew his pistol. As he made his way around the van to see what was going on, George’s shot landed. It clipped the man’s shoulder, jolting him back.

Erin had to adjust her aim. Three inches to the left of the shoulder, just like with the deer. Again, she didn’t hesitate and squeezed the trigger. Her shot hit true and the driver fell to earth, unmoving.

“Good shot!” said George. “I knew you had it in you.”

“What now?”

Max made his way back to them, tail wagging.

“We’ve got to get inside. If Father is still alive I know exactly where he’ll be.” George shivered as he led on carefully through the gate and they made their way around the inner wall, coming to the porter’s entrance, right at the back. George slowly opened the door and peeked inside. “We’re all clear.”

They entered the narrow, brown-carpeted hallway. A clock on the wall ticked away the seconds, but other than that and the panting of the dogs, everything was still.

George picked up the hallway phone. “The line’s dead.”

The kitchen was at the end of the hall. As soon as she opened the door the horror ahead of them was clear. Rosie, the cook, lay dead on the floor, shot through the chest.

The dogs whimpered and licked her face. Blood pooled on the flagstones below her.

“I can’t believe this.” George’s hand tightened around his rifle.

“This is all about me.” Erin touched his shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. If you were by yourself they’d have you by now. I’m glad you were here so I could help. No sadness. Not yet. No regrets. Once we’ve killed these bastards then we can pause for despair.”

Erin slung the rifle over her shoulder and took out the handgun. “I think we should use these. They’ll be more effective up close.”

George nodded. “Good call.” He pulled out a magazine from his side satchel. “Take this. I found four spares on the guy from the woods.

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