Kill Them All by Harry Shannon

Author:Harry Shannon [Shannon, Harry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Fiction
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2011-11-21T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Monday, 8:53 a.m.

“That ought to get it,” Doc said. The silver-haired cowboy sat back and closed his black bag. Matt had resisted yet another needle, but Doc argued that he needed a transfusion, nutrients and B12 with a bit of a stimulant. Just moments later, Matt did feel quite a bit better. He was seated upright in a chair in Sheriff Pickens’ office. He’d refused to lie down again. He’d had enough of feeling helpless.

“Whatever you just did, it worked pretty well,” Matt said.

“Ought to. I’ve practiced on quite a few wounded horses,” Doc said without the slightest trace of a smile.

A jealous Kyle had discreetly followed Sally and Matt out of town. He’d wanted to make sure his rival was gone for good. Kyle explained the truth sheepishly but also seemed proud because of how it had all worked out. He’d seen the huge van drive up and kidnap Matt, but knowing he couldn’t possibly take on mercenaries with weapons, Kyle had hung back and followed the van until it parked out in the desert. Then he’d raced back to town, and the people of Dry Wells couldn’t stand by and let him be kidnapped. They owed Matt Cahill. Something had to be done.

Sheriff Pickens had come up with the plan. Sally and Suzie Pickens had dressed as hookers. They’d taken another volunteer from the whorehouse, a girl named Maggie. The women had approached the trailer while Sheriff Pickens and some of the men watched from a distance. Wally covered them with a hunting rifle.

The girls had gotten the mercenaries to drink a bit of drugged booze, then slipped away before anyone could get hurt. Then they’d all waited half an hour, returned when it was safe, and brought Matt and his bedroll, backpack, and ax back to Dry Wells. Sheriff Pickens hadn’t wanted to risk trying to take the men into custody without more backup.

“But now,” Sheriff Pickens said, “our problem is that the bastards are going to wake up again soon. And it won’t take long for them to figure out what happened. We helped you get away. They’ll want to get even. And that means they’ll be coming for you. For us.”

“Get help now,” Matt said. “Those men are trained professionals.”

“Sure, that’s what I’d figured on doing as soon as we got back, son. Just turns out that I can’t.”

“Can’t you call the state police? The National Guard? Somebody?”

“No, because we got us some more shit luck in Dry Wells,” Sheriff Pickens said. “There’s a badass forest fire going on down the 41, and everything is closed tighter than a gnat’s ass. The Guard is all tied up fighting the fire, and everyone else is either evacuating or blocking the highways. They got to keep away every swinging dick with a six-pack of beer and a digital camera. And the phone lines went dead a few minutes ago. Can’t raise a signal. The long and short of it is, we’re on our own, at least through tomorrow.

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