SATAN-SPAWN-COLLECTION-To Load by Dahlen K.J

Author:Dahlen, K.J.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.J. Dahlen
Published: 2018-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

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“You’ve taken everything I have and left me with nothing,” Michael whispered as reality hit him hard.

“You’re still alive aren’t you?” A moment later, the line went dead.

Michael heard the echo of the dial tone and someone was pounding on his door.

When it burst open a moment later, there were several security personal standing there. One of them came forward and placed a legal document on his desk.

Michael didn’t have to look at the paper to know what it was.

“We’re here to escort you out of the building.”

Michael got to his feet. Standing tall, he smoothed down his jacket and stepped around his desk. Walking toward the door, he joined the other office personal and the security officers escorted them to the main doors. No one spoke until they got down to the street.

Everyone began crowding around him, and with everyone talking at once, Michael couldn’t even think. Finally, he held up his hands and told them all, “Just go home. The office is closed and you’ll all have to try and find new jobs. I have nothing left to offer any of you.”

“What about our pensions?” someone called out.

Michael glared at them all. “Everything I ever had is gone. I can’t give you what I don’t have.”

After a stunned moment someone asked, “Christ, who did you piss off?”

“Some fucking MC.” Michael growled. “Just three fucking MCs,” he added in a whisper as reality set in. He turned and began walking away. Michael didn’t know where he was going he just needed to be alone. At the moment, he didn’t know what he was going to do but revenge burned in his belly. He turned the corner and the noise of the city was gone. The street was empty and he took a few steps, then a few more. How long he walked, he didn’t know and he didn’t really care.

Then he heard something that caused him to raise his head. In front of him was a sedan. The back door was open and the engine was running. Michael looked around but didn’t see anyone there. Suddenly, someone shoved him from behind and he fell to his knees. Then huge hands grabbed his shoulders and a low voice growled in his ears, “Someone wants a word with you. Get in the fucking car.” Then the hands shoved him into the backseat. The door slammed shut and the car took off at a high speed.

Michael tried to find the handle of the door, so he could escape but both back handles had been removed. He tried to gauge where in the city they were going, but he couldn’t see out the windows. The glass had been painted over by some kind of silver paint. When the car slowed down, then stopped, the back door was opened from the outside and Michael stepped out.

He found himself in an old warehouse. The glass windows were broken and there was a thick layer of dust covering everything. “Hello?” he called out. “Is anyone there?”

Then two men came out of the shadows.

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