Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Lennox pulled up to the house with the neatly cut grass and American flag waving proudly in front of it. It was on acres of land—Grandpa’s land. He owned it. All of it. A little structure in the country, in a peaceful part of town. The nearest neighbor was over half a mile away. It was dark outside, the sun not up just yet. He hadn’t slept a wink and yet, he felt refreshed. Free.
Inside of his truck, Leon Bridges’ ‘River’ started to play. He leaned back in his seat, bobbing his head slowly to the music as a cool sensation came over his body. As the song still played, he jumped out of his truck and trudged up the driveway of the residence with a bag of supplies. Dropping the bag onto the ground, he stood at the front door, his fingers around his weapon. Chest heaving up and down, flashes of his woman naked and afraid in the shower rushed in his mind. He shuddered as he could practically see her with shower water falling all over her nude body as she gripped a gun, her heart probably pounding damn near out of body…
He wanted to scream. He fisted his left hand, nails digging into his palm, probably drawing blood but he was far too manic to feel a damn thing.
The music pounded in his ears, the lyrics tearing him apart. Turning into a roaring flame, he shot the door, then kicked it in. He raced inside, his body an arrow shooting down the hall until he made it to the master bedroom. The room was dark, but he could see the man in the bed. There was a body next to him, too. Shadows. darkness. A bit of light. The sound of slow movement.
“Howdy, cousin. I understand that you paid my lady a surprise visit. That really creams my corn. I thought I’d pop over and see what’s good!”
Lennox heard Sam scrambling, and what sounded like a drawer opening.
BANG! Lennox fired his gun.
The woman started to wail and scream.
“HOLD ON, MOTHERFUCKER! What kinda welcome wagon are you driving? Ain’t you gonna say hi to your big cousin?!”
BANG!
The room lit up with flashes of light and the odor of gun smoke.
“…Didn’t offer me a drink or nothin’! I’m gonna have to teach you some manners, lil’ boy!” Lennox ground between clenched teeth as he beat Sam about the head with the gun, then stopped to choke him one good time. Sam began to convulse, to gurgle and spit up… the sounds of pleasure to Lennox’s ears.
In a flash he let go, and Sam gasped for air, trying to speak.
“GOT DAMN IT! FUCK!!!!” Sam yelled as he clambered around in the dark, knocking things over. Lennox wrestled him, beating him to a fine pulp. The lady in the bed was wearing his ears out with all of her cries and shrieks.
He snatched arms, legs, and flesh. Pinching, shoving, breaking bones. Drops of moisture dragged across his knuckles. Freshly drawn blood. Screams and bloodcurdling cries echoed in the bedroom—feminine whimpers turning to moaning wails. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught her reaching for her cell phone on the nightstand.
BANG!
“AHHHHH! AHHHHH!!!” Lennox shot the headboard right above her mass of dark blonde hair. Shards of wood flew everywhere. The woman brought the sheets up to her chin and kept on with her ear-piercing song of fear.
“Well, bless your heart, little lady… SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Lennox roared as he glared at her. He had Sam in a half nelson, pressing the man to his chest so hard he figured he would pass out if he didn’t let up soon. “All that carryin’ on! And if you try to call anybody, reach for that phone one more ’gin, I’ll know before you even say ‘help,’ and you’ll end up just like my cousin here, Kevin Malone from ‘The Office.’ Ya hear? Do you fucking understand me?”
The woman’s screams turned to a low sniffly murmur. She nodded several times, reminding him of a bobblehead figure.
“And as sure as piss ain’t lemonade, I will kill this motherfucker faster than a one-legged man in a butt kickin’ contest. If you disobey me, and I’ll put a bullet in your skull so big, you’ll be mistaken for a cherry glazed donut and get licked by the cops when they find your dead body. Fuck around and find out if you want to.”
The rage within him was mounting like stacks of leaves. Lennox walked over and locked the bedroom door, then rushed to the woman’s side of the bed, glaring at Sam who lay on the floor.
“Sam, if you try ’nd get up, try to be a hero, I’ll kill her and you, too. Now let’s get you situated, sweetheart.”
She screamed when he grabbed the phone on the nightstand, then stomped it hard a good few times with his boot until it shattered to pieces. When he yanked her off the bed, she shrieked to high heaven. Placing his hand over her mouth, he squelched her yells, then covered her lips with electrical tape. He tied her to the bed, wrists and ankles, then returned to Sam, who was looking up at him with nothing but pure fear in his eyes.