The Storm of Garmr by Bo Luellen

Author:Bo Luellen [Luellen, Bo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: David II

Muskogee, Oklahoma – Tuesday, November 13th, 2018 – 4:28 p.m. CST

David Keller sped down the road towards Fort Gibson with Thomas Booth still snoring in the passenger seat. The empty cup of coffee in his lap had done little to keep him alert, and the exhaustion of the last eight days was taking its toll. Between the nightmare-filled PTSD dreams and taking his nightly shifts watching over their vampire prisoner, he couldn’t remember what a normal life looked like anymore.

Thomas let out a prolonged fart in his sleep, and David slapped his face, “Hey! Wake up!”

The Druid snorted awake, “Are we there?”

He rolled down the window to avoid the gaseous assault, “Almost. I need you to keep me awake.”

A loud banging came from the bed of his blue Ford pickup. Thomas grumbled and put on his thick glasses. David dodged out of the way, as he grabbed the cattle prod from the floorboard and swung it around. Opening the cabs sliding rear window, the druid stuck the business end of the device through a hole in the side of the crossover aluminum toolbox. A quick series of shocks delivered to the occupant elicited an echoing scream from within the small prison.

Thomas yelled into the hole, “Shut up!”

He slammed the window shut and spun around to his seat, “Eight days with that thing in my house. Eight days with us doing twelve-hour shifts watching that thing crawl around a protective circle in my basement. Eight days and no help from that wrinkled scrotum sack.”

David saw the sun setting, “At least you got to sleep during the day. I hated lying to Uncle Enrich about where I’ve been spending my time. I’ve never lied to him in my life!”

Thomas’s greasy, unwashed face grinned, “I bet that Nazi’s seen some shit in his days! I bet if you told him what we were doing, he’d goosestep right over and help.”

He gripped the wheel in frustration, “For the last time, being German doesn’t make you a Nazi, you bigot!”

The druid took out the window, “That’s exactly what a Nazi would say.”

David rubbed his face to stay awake, “If you don’t want to walk back to Muskogee…”

Thomas turned in the seat towards him, “What’s keeping you from sleeping?”

He looked perplexed at the sudden change in topic, “What the hell do you think? Who could get sleep watching that vamp?”

The man shook his head, “For someone opposed to lying, you’re doing a great job right now. What’s keeping you from sleeping? We both know that thing can’t get out of the protections Basten gave us, and Marcus can’t track her down when she is inside it. I sleep like a baby on my shifts.”

David looked shocked, “You idiot! You sleep on your guard shifts! What if she got out and attacked you?

Thomas freed his pasty white leg from the cloak and put it up on the dashboard. His thick body hair was the only splash of color to his complexion. He leaned back into the corner of the cab, pushed his robe to one side, and let his crotch air out.

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