Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 53(@300wpm)
Thinking fast I rung off a shot and heard running feet inside. Then raised voices. “Who’s shooting out there, stop shooting.” Asshole was probably looking out the windows in the front.
I gauged their position to be in the living room which was only one room away, but there was a little breakfast room off the kitchen with its own door.
It took me two seconds to jimmy the lock and I was in. I toed off my shoes and crept silently along the wall, controlling my breathing so that I didn’t make a sound.
I saw her sitting on the couch white as a sheet. I didn’t see the other couple, but I sensed the asshole walking back and forth in front of the windows. Amateur.
She saw me and her eyes went wide, then she started to shake. I put a finger to my lips and she looked down at her lap.
I moved into the room in one motion and pulled the trigger. He went down with a girlish scream, moaning about being shot. Asshole!
I picked her up from the couch, she was shaking like a leaf. “It’s okay now, you’re fine.” I went back out the way I came to grab my shoes, didn’t even look at the couple who’d been sitting across from her.
“Coming out!” The sheriff and Barney Fife were still standing out there with their thumbs up their ass. “You might want to get in there your boy’s been shot.”
“How…is he dead?”
“Shoulder wound, he’ll live.”
“You shot him? You can’t…”
“He held my wife at gunpoint, he’s lucky he’s still breathing. And before you ask, I have a permit to carry. You want to question me farther talk to my lawyer.”
I seated her in the truck and belted her in before walking around to the driver’s side and climbing in. She was still colorless but at least she had the shakes under control.
I took her hand and peeled out heading hard for home. There was a fuckload of vehicles in my driveway when I pulled up. Her father came rushing forward when I walked around to let her out.
“The fuck are you doing here?”
“I came to see about my daughter.”
“You’re not allowed around her I know what you are remember.” Sick fuck!
“But…”
I ignored his ass and lifted her from the truck. Next the mother came running to meet us. I gave her a look but since she carried my girl for nine months I figured I could give her some time.
“You have two minutes.” Of course she asked fuck stupid questions as she followed us into the house.
“Are you okay? Were you hurt?” Yeah, she got shot in the head but I decided to bring her home instead of taking her to the hospital. The fuck!
I heard a car pull up and running feet. I put Carrie down on the couch and the mother went to the door. The sister was standing there and my hand went to my back where I’d put my gun.
“What the fuck is she doing here?”
“She came to see her sister. You can’t keep them apart, especially at a time like this.” This bitch is crazy.
“She can’t be here, both of you leave.”
“But her sister’s been hurt…
“Oh you’re looking for someone who gives a fuck? You made a wrong turn at the door.”
I pushed her out my damn house and locked the door. Next I went to the back and turned on the sprinklers on high. Get the fuck outta here.
Chapter 11
I went back to her thinking she was still freaked out but found her mad instead. I sat next to her on the couch and tried pulling her into my lap but she stiffened up her little body like a toddler having a tantrum.
“What’s that about?” She can’t be mad about me kicking her sister out because she knows better. But apparently I was wrong.
“I don’t see why you’re still so angry at Tammy.”
“Are you insane? What did you expect me to do, bake her cookies? Should I invite your ex while I’m at it?”
“I’ve made peace with the two of them long ago. He wasn’t in love with me and I wasn’t in love with him so it was easy. If you didn’t still love my sister so much it wouldn’t matter to you either.”
What the fuck did she just say? “You really think this is about your sister?”
“Well who is it about then?”
“You-you little idiot, it’s always been about you.”
She looked at me with those big doe eyes filled with tears. “I haven’t thought of your sister since our honeymoon and then it was only to think that I’d got the better part of the deal.”
“What did you think? That I was going to string you along for a little while and then throw you over for her? what the fuck do you take me for?”