Jim Grant Short Stories #2 by Colin Campbell

Author:Colin Campbell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Jim Grant, Colin Campbell, cop, drama, mystery
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2015-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

Grant shifted his legs into a kneeling position as if getting himself comfortable. He massaged the cramp out of his thighs and flexed his knees, nudging half a shuffle nearer to the old lady’s shopping basket on the floor. The shopkeeper stepped back from the counter.

Number One overacted again, waving his gun and raising his voice. “Open the muthafuckin’ safe.”

The shopkeeper moved behind the budget DVDs and knocked the display.

Grant nodded at the film top center. “You ever see that one?”

The shopkeeper peered over the display.

Number One lowered his gun.

Grant pointed at the DVD. “Black Hawk Down.”

Nobody answered, so he continued. “Ridley Scott goes to war. Great movie. Snatch squad goes into shantytown—some foreign country I don’t remember. Looking to grab their target real quick, then Black Hawk out of there.”

The shopkeeper began to sweat again.

Number One looked suspicious.

Grant shook his head. “Target was this local warlord, but it could have been anything.”

The gun wavered somewhere between the shopkeeper and Grant. Numbers Two and Three kept their distance, taking their cues from Number One. Itchy trigger fingers meant the main threat could be any one of them. Grant kept talking while he decided which.

“Could have been a rescue mission or a hit squad or an inside job at the 7-Eleven.”

That got everyone’s attention.

“But then it all went to ratshit when they got a Black Hawk down.”

Grant slowly moved one hand toward the shopping basket. “Just like now. East Village down.”

Grant spun on his knees and pushed up. He was on his feet with a can of soup in each hand before the gunmen knew what was happening. He uncoiled from the shoulder and threw the first can at Number Three. Solid weight as hard as Grant could throw, right in the face. Number Three dropped to his knees just as Grant threw the second can. Number Two went down like a felled tree. Two guns clattered to the floor. Mother and daughter kicked them away.

Grant turned a split second too late. Number One whipped his gun into a two-handed stance. Center mass. He shot Grant point-blank in the chest.

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