Torments by Lisa W. Cantrell

Author:Lisa W. Cantrell [Cantrell, Lisa W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 1990-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

Jamie Long (Windy to his fellow workers but not his family or friends) was finding the night anything but nice.

First, he’d had a run-in with his girlfriend on the telephone—”She was getting sick and tired of him having to work every weekend and not coming home but once in the past month and if this kept up she’d be looking around for somebody else who’d be here to take her out on Friday and Saturday nights, she was not going to spend them alone much longer…”

Next, he’d gotten in the shower only to find the hot water running cold almost immediately—due to the rest of the crew using it all up while he was still on the phone—and just try and get the grease and grime of a construction job off in thirty three-degree water, hadn’t they complained loudly enough to the management of this rinky-dink motel to get something done about it…?

Then, to top it all off, he realized he’d forgotten to hook up the battery charger to the loader like Mike had told him to do, Christ, his ass would be grass in the morning when the fucker wouldn’t start. They’d been having trouble with it all day, Mike wanted a slow charge on it overnight, and he’d be dust in the wind when the old man got through chewing him out.

There was nothing else to do but haul his ass back out to the site and hook the fucker up, with no one the wiser. He’d be in trouble if Mike even found out he’d forgotten, whether or not he came back and did it.

He made some excuse to the guys about not feeling like pizza and pool tonight, hung around till they all straggled off for another rip-roarin’ night on the town, then hopped in his pickup and drove over to the site, first stopping by the C&P for some gas and a cool tallboy. He chugalugged the beer on the drive over, finished off the bag of cheese curls, and tossed the empties in the bed of the truck as he got out on the verge of the road around back of the site.

He’d parked back here so he wouldn’t be seen by the woman or that inspector guy who was staying in the con-dos. Better to keep his lapse completely on the qt if possible, that dude was up here from the main office and might be takin’ names.

A night bird trilled to its mate as he made his way up the hill through the trees; crickets and frogs rasped and croaked all around. He remembered that line from Love at First Bite: “Children of the night—shut up!” and murmured it under his breath, repressing the urge to give it his best Bela Lugosi punch, as George Hamilton had done in the spoof.

But that wouldn’t fit in with the low-key approach he’d planned.

The trees grew thicker near the top and the weak moonlight that had been guiding his way all but vanished. He snapped

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