When Liberty Dies by Rick Wood

Author:Rick Wood [Wood, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rick Wood Publishing
Published: 2017-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

25

A school bus.

What a joke.

If Jack was going to die, he was not going to die on a hijacked flipping school bus.

He surveyed the helpless faces around him. Some were police officers, with bruises and scars over tattered uniforms. Some were civilians, equally battered and beaten.

All avoided eye contact with him.

If only one of them would look at him, he could communicate. Plan something.

But, no.

None of them wanted to stand up, to fight, to see their way back to their families again.

What had these people done to them? How had so many police officers become so absently resolute?

Ridiculous question, really.

From what he had seen, the English Hearts were psychopathic arsonists. They had firebombed the police station, killing many great officers, and many good friends.

They had beaten him.

And even the army didn’t have the courage to come in and take them on.

He had no idea how deep this thing had spread.

One of the men holding them hostage stepped forward, a large machine gun in his hand, a hood up and a scarf over his mouth so only his eyes were visible.

How the hell have they managed to get machine guns?

One, they could possibly buy. But to import this many, without getting caught or raising suspicion?

It means there had to be people higher up. They must have infiltrated many powerful people to put this operation together.

To create so much fear the army won’t face them.

Another man with his machine gun over his back patrolled the corridor of the bus.

This man carried a toolkit in his hand.

This was an opportunity.

Jack fell to the floor, collapsing on top of the toolkit in the guy’s hand and flailing about on the ground. The toolkit flew out of the guy’s hand and spread over the floor. His hands were still painfully restrained and it hurt his wrists, but the pain was something he was just going to have to deal with.

Jack rolled onto his back, groaning in fake pain.

The man lifted Jack up by the throat and threw him onto his seat, planting a few heavy punches from his fat ring hand just for good measure.

Jack made eye contact with this man.

He was just a boy.

Feeling blood dripping from his nose, Jack stuck out his tongue and licked it, not breaking eye contact with this scumbag for a moment.

One of the other men shouted something and the bus came to a stop, causing the angry boy to cease his evil glare at Jack and resume whatever it was they were doing.

Jack felt the screwdriver in his hand. It had worked. Whilst floundering on the floor, he’d managed to steal it and conceal it. Now he clutched it tightly, pushing it up his sleeve.

They were marshalled off the bus one by one and made to drop to their knees beside a river.

Jack knew this place.

It was Trentham.

Such a beautiful, riverside location. Too beautiful to be marred with such ravenously evil exploits.

A fleeting memory met his mind, from only a mere month ago. He had taken Vanessa and Tallah for a lovely spring evening walk beside the river.

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