handle reflected the sunlight pouring through a nearby window.
Ryan and Max cautiously followed Scar into the hallway. The boys stopped behind Scar. This was her place. She knew the layout. They were going to let her take the lead. She reached for the handle of her parents closed bedroom door.
The door slowly crept open. Scar stomach was twisted in knots. Her heart skipped beats as she moved forward. She stepped into the room with the brothers following closely behind.
On the King-size bed was the indentation of two bodies covered from head to toe under a flowered yellow bed sheet. In the center of the bed sheet was a huge blood painted letter “A”. The smell was one of death. They all had smelled it before, too many times to count.
Ryan removed his Taurus 9mm from his waistband.
Scar walked to the bedside and pulled back the bed sheet. She let out a quick gasp as the reality and anguish filled her to the rim. There before her were the dead bodies of her parents. The bodies were dressed in pajamas, their brown faces blue with death. Scar stumbled back and Max caught her in his arms.
Ryan inspected a nearby closet. He had to make sure there was no one lurking in the shadows.
Scar tried desperately to hold back her tears. “I know who did this.” She whispered through the pain.
“Who?” Ryan asked as he stuck his head out of the closet.
“Walt.”
“How do you know it was him?”
“The scarlet letter A. I am number two. He’s calling me out. He’s part of this nest. He is the one that led them here. Or maybe he did this himself.”
“He wasn’t at the motel.” Ryan tried to make sense of this gruesome scene. “He wasn’t one of the vamps that attacked me.”
“Look we can figure this out somewhere else. We got to get out of here.” Max finally spoke.
“Max is right.” Ryan re-covered the bodies with the bloody bed sheet.
“He knew I would come back here and check on my family. He’s going to try to kill my brother. He’s going to try to kill me.”
“Scar, listen to me. I will not let him hurt you. You are not number two. Walt is number two.”
Scar looked down at the bloody “A”. Fear radiated in her eyes. Anger radiated in Max’s eyes. He meant every single word. He had planned on serving Walt his own head on a silver platter before he would ever let anything happen to Scar.
They took the short drive up to the college campus to see Scar’s brother. He wasn’t at his college apartment so they drove out to the college coffee shop where he worked.
Ryan and Max stood in the parking lot near the Range Rover. They watched as Scar strolled up the cobblestone sidewalk. She disappeared through the glass double doors. They wanted to give her a minute alone with her brother. She had some heavy news to give him. She had to tell him their parents were dead.
After she was out of sight the brothers watched the young college girls exit and enter the coffee shop. They didn’t really have a choice. There wasn’t much to see at the college campus. They had to stop here.
After Scar found her parents slaughtered she wanted to see her other relatives. She had to make sure they were safe. She feared they would meet the same fate as her parents. Max and Ryan understood her fears.
“Looky looky, my brother there’s a lot of legal fresh meat out here.” Max joked.
“No thanks.”
“You can have them all to yourself. I’m spoken for.”
“I’m good Max.”
“You’ve been acting pretty strange lately.”
“I’m not acting strange.” Ryan roared.
“Ah yeah you are.”
“Why because Roy was killed during my watch? So now it’s my fault the vamps got Roy. Everything is always my fault.”
“Overdose on chill pills. I didn’t say that. Who put the bug up your ass?”
“Being here is a bad idea. We may have led the vamps here.”
Max frowned. “Make up your mind. First you’re okay with Scar seeing her parents. Now you’re not okay with her seeing her brother.”
“Her
Ryan and Max cautiously followed Scar into the hallway. The boys stopped behind Scar. This was her place. She knew the layout. They were going to let her take the lead. She reached for the handle of her parents closed bedroom door.
The door slowly crept open. Scar stomach was twisted in knots. Her heart skipped beats as she moved forward. She stepped into the room with the brothers following closely behind.
On the King-size bed was the indentation of two bodies covered from head to toe under a flowered yellow bed sheet. In the center of the bed sheet was a huge blood painted letter “A”. The smell was one of death. They all had smelled it before, too many times to count.
Ryan removed his Taurus 9mm from his waistband.
Scar walked to the bedside and pulled back the bed sheet. She let out a quick gasp as the reality and anguish filled her to the rim. There before her were the dead bodies of her parents. The bodies were dressed in pajamas, their brown faces blue with death. Scar stumbled back and Max caught her in his arms.
Ryan inspected a nearby closet. He had to make sure there was no one lurking in the shadows.
Scar tried desperately to hold back her tears. “I know who did this.” She whispered through the pain.
“Who?” Ryan asked as he stuck his head out of the closet.
“Walt.”
“How do you know it was him?”
“The scarlet letter A. I am number two. He’s calling me out. He’s part of this nest. He is the one that led them here. Or maybe he did this himself.”
“He wasn’t at the motel.” Ryan tried to make sense of this gruesome scene. “He wasn’t one of the vamps that attacked me.”
“Look we can figure this out somewhere else. We got to get out of here.” Max finally spoke.
“Max is right.” Ryan re-covered the bodies with the bloody bed sheet.
“He knew I would come back here and check on my family. He’s going to try to kill my brother. He’s going to try to kill me.”
“Scar, listen to me. I will not let him hurt you. You are not number two. Walt is number two.”
Scar looked down at the bloody “A”. Fear radiated in her eyes. Anger radiated in Max’s eyes. He meant every single word. He had planned on serving Walt his own head on a silver platter before he would ever let anything happen to Scar.
They took the short drive up to the college campus to see Scar’s brother. He wasn’t at his college apartment so they drove out to the college coffee shop where he worked.
Ryan and Max stood in the parking lot near the Range Rover. They watched as Scar strolled up the cobblestone sidewalk. She disappeared through the glass double doors. They wanted to give her a minute alone with her brother. She had some heavy news to give him. She had to tell him their parents were dead.
After she was out of sight the brothers watched the young college girls exit and enter the coffee shop. They didn’t really have a choice. There wasn’t much to see at the college campus. They had to stop here.
After Scar found her parents slaughtered she wanted to see her other relatives. She had to make sure they were safe. She feared they would meet the same fate as her parents. Max and Ryan understood her fears.
“Looky looky, my brother there’s a lot of legal fresh meat out here.” Max joked.
“No thanks.”
“You can have them all to yourself. I’m spoken for.”
“I’m good Max.”
“You’ve been acting pretty strange lately.”
“I’m not acting strange.” Ryan roared.
“Ah yeah you are.”
“Why because Roy was killed during my watch? So now it’s my fault the vamps got Roy. Everything is always my fault.”
“Overdose on chill pills. I didn’t say that. Who put the bug up your ass?”
“Being here is a bad idea. We may have led the vamps here.”
Max frowned. “Make up your mind. First you’re okay with Scar seeing her parents. Now you’re not okay with her seeing her brother.”
“Her
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