Hunters Hit List (Fox Brothers Book 1) (9 page)

She ground down deep on his stick and moaned into his mouth. That was too much for Max. He grabbed her ass cheeks tight enough to pinch her skin. He shot all his hot cum into her damp hole.

Scar was the woman he dreamed about but never thought he would ever encounter. Now that she was in his life he wanted her to be there forever. He thought that forever should start today.

Max pulled the truck into the gravel parking lot at the Hunters Roadhouse. He parked the Range Rover in a spot secluded in the back of the unkempt establishment. The roadhouse was shabby and nondescript. There weren’t any signs outside to indicate what kind of establishment it was. That was by design. Only a select few knew about this place and that’s the way it had always been, a place where hunter’s gathered to talk shop.

Max and Ryan sat up front in the Range Rover. Scar sat in the center of the backseat.

“You ready to rock and roll?” Max enthusiastically asked.

“I’m ready to R and B?”

“What?”

“Rhythm and Blues.” Scar clarified.

“Oh okay I get it.” Max grinned.

“I’m ready.” Scar opened the rear driver’s door and hopped out the back seat. It was time to put up or shut up. No matter what Max personally felt about Roy Raymond, he couldn’t stand by and let hunters be slaughtered by vampires.

Scar walked up to Max’s drivers door. She looked in at Max hopeful of the future they would have together.

“Can you do this?” Max was worried because of the intense feelings he felt for Scar. He didn’t want to be the kind of boyfriend that worried about his very capable girlfriend but he really cared for Scar.

“Of course, piece of chocolate cake.” Scar pranced off while Max watched. She had a great ass. He couldn’t wait to get his hands all over her soft but firm butt cheeks. He smiled to himself when the thought entered his depraved mind.

Ryan looked over at Max. “You know you are acting really gross right now.”

“Jealous.” Max snickered.

Scar left the brothers and sauntered into the roadhouse. The cigarette smoke was thick. That was one of the things she hated about these places. She wondered if she would die of second hand smoke before a vampire ever took her life.

She spotted Roy Raymond right away. He was sitting at the bar all alone. He was tall and thin with pale red leathery skin.

There was a full glass of brown liquor in front of him, Scotch perhaps. Scotch was his favorite. Scar remembered. She had a good mind for remembering the small details. This always helped her when she was out on the road hunting vampires.

Scar walked over toward Roy. She didn’t want to scare him off so subtle was her means of operation. Roy was a loner and a pain in the ass if she remembered him correctly. She blocked all the negative feelings bubbling to the surface. She hoped he brushed his teeth. She was utterly focused on her target.

A male bar Patron noticed Scar. A lot of men noticed Scar but there was something a little different about this guy. He looked suspicious, much too interested in Scar.

Looking suspicious in a bar full of rowdy testosterone filled male hunters wasn’t anything new for Scar. Everyone in there looked suspicious, including Scar. A young black woman in a dive bar full of shady dirty white men, yes that looked fairly suspicious.

This guy watching Scar was different, which was a hard fate to carry out but there was something off putting about this guy.

Scar never noticed the conspicuous lurker. She was on a mission and that mission was Roy. She never even detected the guy with the scraggly gray and black beard eyeing her out from the distance.

“Hi there.” The odd man spoke and nodded to Scar as she passed him. She only nodded and ignored him. She had her eyes on one man tonight, Roy Raymond number three. He had to be warned. And that’s why she was there. Not to make small talk with some guy who would definitely be hitting on her soon.

Scar took the vacant seat at the bar next to Roy.

“Hey Roy.” Scar greeted number three.

Roy smiled when he saw Scar. She had that effect on men.

“Hey I know you.” Roy tried to contain his excitement but Scar excited men in places that were hidden behind the zippers of their worn blue jeans.

“Yeah you do. We’ve met before, years ago, even hunted together.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“I don’t know. Can you?” Scar flirted.

“I sure can.” Roy raised his hand to flag down the bartender. The bartender walked over to them.

“Something for the pretty lady?”

“Rum and coke.” Scar said to the bartender as Roy looked on. He couldn’t believe his luck, a woman as beautiful as Scar having a drink with him. It must be his lucky day.

After small talk and a short amount of time, Scar’s plan was coming to fruition. It didn’t take much work on her part but Scar got Roy off his barstool. He eagerly followed her to the back of the bar. Scar and Roy walked outside the back door of the roadhouse. Roy just knew he was in for a good time. It never occurred to him that a woman of Scar’s caliber would never be interested in him. He was still on a high from taking out some vamps back in Tennessee.

They walked a few steps to the garbage area behind the roadhouse. Scar stopped as soon as she got to the green dumpster. Roy was so eager he almost bumped into her.

Scar and Roy failed to notice the nosey bar patron as he followed them outside. The dubious bar patron hung back. He watched and listened like it was his job. He wasn’t different from any other greedy person in search of something more. He wanted to be a vampire and he hoped that this information would be his ticket into everlasting life. He was undetected in the darkness. That was exactly the way he wanted it.

“Why the hell are we back here? Smells like hot garbage. You can just blow me in my car.” Roy asked and ordered.

“Who said I was going to blow you?”Scar winced.

“You did bitch don’t fucking play with me.”

As if on cue Ryan and Max appeared from behind the green garbage dumpster.

“Howdy Roy.” Max smirked.

“Oh shit, the fucking Fox brothers.”

“Alive and kicking no thanks to you.” Seeing Roy again pissed Max off.

Roy could see the anger burning in Max’s eyes. Roy tried to flee but he was stopped cold with the one thing that could definitely stop any hunter. Scar was holding her Glock 26 9mm point blank at Roy’s face, just inches from that beak he thought was his nose.

“Don’t move Red.” Scar threatened.

“Scar you set me up?”

Scar shrugged, emotionless. She was there to clue Roy in. Give him a chance at life when she knew vampires were on an assignment to take it from him.

Roy shook his head. “Scar you fucking bitch!”

“Enough with the name calling.” Max wasn’t going to stand by and let Roy talk trash to his girlfriend.

Scar still had her weapon pointed at Roy. Defeated, Roy turned to face Ryan and Max.

“Fuck you Max.” Roy spit as he tilted his neck toward Max.

“How many years has it been since you came to kill my brother?” Ryan asked, remembering his unpleasant last encounter with Roy.

“It’s been two years, maybe more.” Max answered for Roy.

“Look guys, I didn’t pull the trigger.”

“A technicality, your partner shot me dead. Sent me straight to heaven with a bullet.”

“A shotgun blast right to my brother’s chest. Do you remember that? I sure do. I’ll never forget it.”

“Look Max I’m sorry, we had no choice. We couldn’t let Max roam around as a vamp.”

“We had it under control.” Ryan stressed.

“Didn’t I tell you that if I came back from the dead I would be pissed?”

“Yeah but you were a fucking vamp--”

Max chuckled. “Persecuted, murdered and resurrected, just like J. C.” Max chanted.

“J.C?” Roy looked as lost as ever.

“Jesus Christ, you idiot.”

Roy’s beady eyes darted around. He was looking for an escape. He knew Max and Ryan to be ruthless and unforgiving. He just knew they were there for payback.

“I swear I want to tattoo your ass with bullets.” Max threatened.

“Where’s your partner in crime, the triggerman?” Ryan anxiously asked. The grief they put him through when they shot Max right in front of him was enough to send him over the edge. Ryan didn’t care that Roy wasn’t the shooter. He was an accomplice in the attempted murder of his brother.

Roy looked stunned. “Walt?”

“Yeah, where’s Walt?” Max asked, as he grew more impatient with the conversation.

“Scar you didn’t tell them?” Roy looked over his shoulder at Scar. She still had her gun on him.

“Tell us what?” Ryan’s eyes went over to Scar looking for the answer to Roy’s riddle.

Frown lines appeared on Max’s forehead. Was Scar hiding something from him? He wondered.

“Yep Scar tell them.” Roy chanted.

“You shut the fuck up!” Max pointed his Ruger at Roy.

Scar looked into Max’s eyes. She probably should have mentioned what happened to Walt but for some reason she left it out. “Walt got gnawed on by a vamp about a year ago.” She braced herself for Max’s reaction.

“I’m definitely not sorry to hear that?” Max shrugged. “But you didn’t feel the need to share it, like it and post it in my newsfeed?” Max asked Scar.

“I just, I don’t know. They turned him. He’s playing for the other team. Now you know.”

Max shook his head in disbelief. “Good ole two-faced back stabbing Walt.”

“So, that crazy bastards a vamp?” Ryan joined Max with thoughts of the absurdity, a hunter now a vampire. The general rule is if you’re bitten you get someone to kill you. The cure was a myth that only a few people had known to be true.

“Yeah, he went to the dark side.” Scar added. “He’s one of them now.”

“That’s just fucking great.” Max spit. This was going to be a little bit harder than he once thought.

All alone the hidden Bar Patron was quietly lurking in the shadows. He had heard enough to fill his head. He snuck back into the Hunters Roadhouse without alerting the vampire hunters that he was ever even there in the first place.

The Bar Patron scurried inside. He made his way to the back of the roadhouse. He huddled alone in a corner near the men’s restroom. He removed his cell phone from his inside jacket pocket. He hurriedly placed a call.

“It’s Pedro. I’m here and you need to get here fast.” He listened for a response. “There’s a buy one get three free special at the Hunters Roadhouse. Roy Raymond, number three is here with Scar and the Fox brothers.” The shady guy could barely contain his glee. This was grade-A intel. It was like he hit the lottery. That’s if the information paid off the way the vampires promised.

Just outside Scar was holding Roy at bay. Max and Ryan had to stop and think about their actions. They didn’t kill humans although someone like Roy sure deserved to be six feet under.

“So what, some stupid vamps are gunning for me. That’s my everyday life.”

“These aren’t regular vamps. They don’t play by the rules. This is a profitable game to them. They won’t stop until you’re dead.”

“I don’t need fucking Big Brother watching me.”

Max was frustrated. He blew air from his mouth. “Maybe your brain is full of marbles or you just don’t understand what the hell we’re trying to tell you.

Ryan took a step toward Roy “Look dude, there’s strength in numbers.”

“Fuck the numbers, the math, the calculus, the goddamn trigonometry. I don’t want any help from the likes of the dynamic deadly duo.”

“Roy stop being so stubborn. We have to stick together.” Scar pleaded with Roy. She even knew that being with Max and Ryan helped his chance of survival along with hers.

“I ain’t never needed no bodyguards before. I don’t need none now.” Roy grunted through gritted teeth.

“I’m no ones bodyguard.” Max said. “Do I look like Kevin Costner?”

“You look like Whitney Houston.” Roy smarted off.

“Okay funny man. How about I crack your fucking skull.”

“Go for it pretty boy. You are going to have to shoot me right here and now because I’m not going anywhere with you and your mute brother.”

Scar had heard the manly but childish banter and she had enough of the bickering. Faster than fast, Scar plunged a syringe full of clear liquid into Roy’s neck.

Roy’s body went limp. Scar caught Roy as he began to fall to the ground. Ragdoll Roy was much too heavy for Scar. She couldn’t hold all of his dead weight for long.

“Hello, could you help me with him.” Scar yelled out to Ryan and Max.

Stunned by the sudden change of events, Max and Ryan rushed over and grabbed Roy’s lifeless body from Scar’s shaky arms.

“Didn’t know you were going to do that.” Max added a little amazed by Scar’s quick thinking.

Scar rolled her eyes. “Did you guys think you were going to chit chat him into coming with us?”

Ryan and Max share an identical Fox brothers grimace. They hadn’t thought that far.