The Farmer's Slaughter (A Harley and Davidson Mystery Book 1) by Hart Liliana & Scott Louis

Author:Hart, Liliana & Scott, Louis [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: 7th Press
Published: 2019-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Saturday

Despite Hank’s wishes, Saturday morning came earlier than he wanted. Retirement had given him a certain amount of freedom with his schedule, and he enjoyed the occasional day of sleeping past sunrise. Today would have been a great day to sleep late.

He rubbed the sleep out of his swollen eyes and thanked God for the automatic coffee machine that had it ready and waiting for him. He stumbled through the motions of putting in cream and sugar while searching for the Tylenol.

Once he’d taken the drugs, he pushed open the screen door of the hunting cabin and onto the porch, questioning his sanity as to why he thought being an outdoorsman and retirement should go hand in hand. He was fifty-two years old and had never been an outdoorsman, so why did he think it would be a good hobby? Because he was an idiot, that’s why.

“Stupid idea. I’m waiting to kill animals, but instead they’re watching and waiting to kill me.” He took a sip and waited for the jolt to hit his senses. “I can feel your eyes on me,” he said loudly, and his head jerked to the side as something rustled in the brush.

The morning sky was painted with streaks of pink and orange over pale blue. Dew covered the scorched and cracked earth but it wouldn’t last long before the sun burned it off. Hank had spent some time in Texas during the course of his career, and he and his wife had taken a memorable weekend to San Antonio years before, but he’d never taken the time to realize how vast and different it was.

Since Agatha had been busy with her book, and his friend Reggie Coil had been busy being sheriff, that had left Hank with a lot of free time on his hands. He’d taken to packing a couple of sandwiches and a thermos of coffee and driving to all parts of the state. And he’d come to realize in the short time he’d been there that Texas was like a whole other country.

The ranch in Hondo was more than he expected, but he should’ve guessed a millionaire’s idea of roughing it would be quite a bit different than his own. It was a two-story log cabin structure with every convenience known to man, including a cook and a housekeeper. He expected the hunting experience to be equally convenient. Maybe the deer lay down first to make it easy to kill them.

He shook his head at the ridiculousness of it all. This was definitely not him. But he was here, so he might as well make the best of it. The ranch hands had obviously been busy. The all-terrain transport buggies were being loaded with weapons and ice chests.

Hank went back to his room to deck himself out in full-fledged South Texas desert-patterned camouflage. He hadn’t spoken to Nick since their exchange in the parking lot the night before. It had been a long three-hour drive to the ranch. But when Hank went back into the kitchen to refill his coffee, Nick was there.

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