HiT 149: Anna Brookes First Chapter (23 page)

I get myself ready because I have one more stop tonight before I head back to Ben. I haven’t heard anything from Agent about Ben’s progress; I have given specific instructions that I am not to be contacted in reference to him because I need to work.

Time to end this.

8.30pm and I’m on location and I’m ready.

Breathe.

In and out. Breathe.

All I need to do is concentrate. Breathe in and out. Henry always told me that’s what I needed to do. Breathe.

Concentrate..... Breathe.

I snap my eyes open and see them through the scope. I get the target on the woman first.

I touch the blue tooth attached to my ear and the man picks up the phone, I can see his agitation through the scope too.

“Whoever this is, I’m with my wife, this had better be good.” They are sitting in a private box at the ballet together. She’s wearing a scarlet red strapless gown, her hair long dark almost black but not quite. Beautiful tanned skin and large dark brown eyes. She has a hand on her husband’s thigh and they are watching the stage intently.

I hate this woman. She walked out on me and my father the day I was born. She put a bullet in Ben’s chest and she had a sniper rifle pointed to me.
Goodbye Natalia.

“Oh it’ll be better than good, it’ll be awesome.” I release the trigger and watch Natalia’s head jerk back.

Lincoln whips his head around just in time to see Natalia die. He’s still holding the phone to his ear. I have him clearly on my scope and he is panicking looking around him trying to locate me.

“I’m
still
at the top of this business” and release the second bullet from the chamber letting Lincoln join his wife in the afterlife.

Chapter 33

15 months later

I get my laptop out and play the news video I saved 14 months ago.

“Chief of Police Ben Pearson will now be making a statement. No questions” Ben is introduced by a stout looking woman with short red hair. She steps away from the microphone and Ben steps up in his dress uniform for work. He looks beautiful.

“
We have been recently given a tip that an abandoned building here in St Cloud was used as a manufacturing plant for the illegal drug cocaine. Working on a joint project with other government agencies we were able to synchronise a takedown of the building and all the vehicles used in the transportation of the drug. We had no casualties and are extremely proud to let the good people of America know that this haul had a street value of over 700 million dollars. We were able to keep this drug from creating havoc on our streets. This is the biggest haul in the history of America. I thank everyone involved.”
Ben looks straight in the camera when he says that last part, I know he is referring to me.

Once I killed Lincoln and Natalia, Hunter Inc fell apart with no one left to run it.

I didn’t return that night to Ben, instead I did what I had to do. I left. The Doctor was given instructions on what to do, and once Ben was strong enough the Doctor left.

I did however keep an eye on Ben and I knew he was looking for me, but there was no future for us so I kept my distance upon every trip back to St Cloud. He never knew when I was there though. I did check up on him and made sure he was safe. In the last 15 months I would come back to St Cloud every 6-8 weeks and as much as I knew that I wanted Ben to move forward in his personal life, I also held onto a little hope that he would miss me as much as I missed him.

There were times that I’m sure he would sense me close by and would stop dead in his tracks and look around to see if I was there. He would always shake his head and walk away.

I was on my way to leave St Cloud and stopped at a gas station to fill up my Lexus. I burnt the BMW shortly after I was done with Lincoln and Natalia opting for another car with a different alias so Ben couldn’t find me.

As I was filling the car up, there was a black Volvo SUV that pulled up to the bowser opposite me. A man gets out and comes and stands on the other side of me filling his car up. A nice looking Asian man, possibly in his 40’s, dark hair, nice firm body; he is wearing a very expensive looking suit that looks like it was made JUST for his body; it fits him like a glove. I smile at him and he immediately starts talking to me.

‘Hi there, how are you?” he asks.

“I’m great. Are you on your way out of St Cloud or into it?” I ask to make general talk.

“I’m actually on my way in, you?”

“I’m on my way out”

“What a pity I would love to buy you a coffee.”

“Well I’m sure I can stop long enough for a coffee,” I smile to him. The electric pull that has always been with Ben isn’t there with this man, but we can have a little fun seeing as Ben is no longer an option. “There is a café down the road that makes a great coffee, we can meet there if you like,” I say to him.

“Sure once we are done here I’ll follow you down there.”

I finish filling my car up first and make my way inside, pay for the gas, then go back to my Lexus waiting for this attractive, well-dressed man to be in his car. We drive down the road and I park out the front of a small café that makes great coffee and great cakes. Volvo man pulls up behind my car and gets out as I wait for him at the entrance to the café.

“I’m so sorry, I really should introduce myself I don’t ordinarily do this,” he starts saying and is chuckling to himself. “My name is Katsu Vang” He extends his hand out to me.

“Anna Moore, it’s a pleasure to meet you Katsu.” And I take his hand in mine.

It happens the second my fingers make contact with his skin.

That serpent bite. My hand gets cold and it travels all the way up my arm whilst my body goosebumps and the hair on the back of my neck rises.

Evil is here.

St Cloud is in trouble.

Ben is in danger.

Not nearly the end.

Ben Pearson First Chapter

My damn phone has not stopped ringing all morning. I came to Salt Lake City to get away from all the bullshit and stress back at St Cloud. I just need to relax and not let my damn brother in law pressure me into anything I don’t want to do. But the damn phone, I’m going to throw it up against the wall soon. As soon as it stops ringing it starts again. I groan and finally answer it, “what do you want Thomas? I’m here to relax not be with you and my sister all the time. I don’t want to come for lunch, I don’t want you to set me up and I certainly don’t want to come over. All I want to do is chill out today; you can certainly pass that fucking message onto Emily!”

“Have you had your tantrum Ben? We are going out for dinner then we are going to Pier One for a drink. You better be ready by 5.30pm, dinner reservations are at 6pm. You can deal with your sister if you don’t want to come.” Thomas can be a pain the arse and so insistent all the time, but Emily is just plain scary.

“Fine, I’ll be ready by 5.30pm, swing by and pick me up. Emily and I have some things to discuss anyway”

“No business tonight. You and Emily are always talking business. I just need you guys to relax. Anyway, Claire isn’t here and you know you can’t really talk without her.” Why the hell has Emily told Thomas as much as she has? But Thomas is good for Emily, he calms her down and he does take care of her.

I groan my ok and we hang up.

It’s just before midday and I’m hungry but there is still so much work to do. I don’t really want to go with Emily and Thomas but I did come to Salt Lake City to relax and TRY to push this mountain of work to the side for a few days. I got here two days ago and Emily threw another problem at me. It’s hard enough doing what I do but thankfully we stick together and I know that no matter what happens we will always have each other’s back up. Claire, Emily and I are inseparable when it comes to dealing with situations.

I order some room service and turn the TV on; I purposely avoid any news channels and end up settling on kids cartoons.
Road Runner, classic.
They don’t make cartoons like that anymore. I always felt sorry for the coyote trying to get the road runner.

Lunch is delivered and I eat it heartily. By the time that lunch is done I lay on the bed and close my eyes. I try to push everything out of my mind because ordinarily I don’t sleep well, maybe 3 hours of sleep a night. It just feels like life is consuming me sometimes and that I have the world on my shoulders. With everything going on, sometimes I don’t feel like I’m coping. But I have to, I need to keep going. With Mom and Dad gone in that bloody accident I’m now left to head up the family. Emily, Claire and I work closely together and I always consult them but I still am in charge and that carries its own pressures.

As I lay on the bed I start thinking about the last time I had a woman suck me off or fuck my brains out. There was that one chick a few weeks back, what was her name,
Janice or Jane no that’s right Janet
, but she wanted to stay the night. Urgh! No thank you. When was the last time before that? OMG has it really been that long that I don’t remember? I can feel my cock going hard just thinking about Janet’s mouth on it. Sucking and swirling, mmmmm. Damn it, who the fuck is calling me now? I lean over and look at the number, bloody Thomas again. “What do you want now Tom” I don’t even try and hide the anger.

“We’re just leaving now, we’ll be there shortly”

“You said 5.30pm Tom it’s.....” I lean over and look at the hotel alarm clock on the night stand, shit its 5.00pm! “Fine I’ll be ready”

I hang up and throw the phone on the bed whilst I saunter over to the closet and get out an Armani suit. I’ll wear the pants and a shirt and leave the jacket here. It’s not that cold that I’ll need it. I’ll definitely be going home with a woman tonight because it’s been too fucking long. I don’t want her to come back here because I’m still here for another 10 days and I don’t want her banging on my door telling me she loves me blah blah blah. I’ll insist we go back to her place. I get a bit of a spring in my walk because I’m getting laid tonight. I need to de stress and what better way than having a woman’s mouth on my cock? I make my way down to the lobby and get a few women looking at me, but none of them catch my eye. I like blondes, big busted blondes, so I keep walking. I’m outside and perfect timing Thomas drives up. I get in the back and Emily automatically accosts me and starts talking about shit I don’t give a damn about. What do I care if she and Thomas want to go on a holiday? I sit in the back and groan yes and no to questions I barely hear. I hope I’m not agreeing to do something I wouldn’t usually do, but then again there’s not much I don’t do.

Dinner is just as painful as the trip over but at least I’m not stuck in a car listening to Emily rattle on and Thomas pretending he’s listening to her. There are some very nice looking women here and a couple of them have looked over and smiled.

“You are not serious Ben; you are not considering sticking your dick in those???” Emily spits out.

“Not now that you made me go soft Emily! Bloody hell! Let’s get out of here and go to the bar,” I say as I roll my eyes at my sister and throw some money on the table paying the bill.

We head over to a bar called Pier One, it’s an up market type of place. Most the men are in suits and the women that are here, which aren’t too many, are dressed in rather nice dresses. I look around and don’t see anyone who catches my eye yet. It is only 8.30pm so the night is still young. Tom finds us a tall table with bar stools and we sit there whilst a pretty young girl makes her way over to us and asks us for our drinks order. Tom and I are having beers and Emily is having some girlie shit called a Midori Splice, as scary as Emily is she still drinks crap like that. Seriously, who drinks that shit? Beer and bourbon should be the only things allowed in a bar. I scan the room again and still see nothing I like. The young waitress girl comes back with our drinks and a big smile for me. I’ll be going home with her if I don’t find myself a blonde with nice tits, even though she is brunette she’ll do I suppose.

We have been in the bar for a little while and I grumble as my lower back is starting to hurt from sitting on my arse. I stand up and Thomas stops talking and looks at me “where are you going Ben, you are not leaving yet?” Emily leaves to go the bathroom at that moment.

“Fucking relax Tom, my back is hurting and I just want to stand for a while”

“You sound like an old man Ben.”

“Shut up dick head!” Tom continues babbling about some shit and I scan the room again. I watch this woman who is sitting over at the bar as she is hit on by some slimy guy. I can’t see her face, just her killer body. Tight round arse, sculpted arms and her legs look like they go all the way to the moon. She’s a brunette though, but from what I see from back here her body is fucking gorgeous. The guy trying to pick her up slips away with his tail between his legs,
how funny, what a fucking loser
. I turn to see Emily is back and now she and Thomas are standing in front of me. Thomas with his arms around her waist and he is talking some more shit about who knows what,
Thomas I’m really not listening
. Thomas looks around the room and he swings his head back to me.

“Ben check her out,” Tom gestures for me to turn where I was looking a minute ago at the girl at the bar.

I turn around and am floored. Who the fuck is that? Her body turned facing directly at me on the stool she’s sitting on,
lucky stool
. Big beautiful hypnotic black eyes that meet mine and burn into me. I am frozen on the spot; I am going home with her tonight. I smile to her giving her the grin I know drives women crazy. My heart beat has been hit by jumper cables. My breath is coming out uneven and my cock is twitching in my pants. I find my feet have taken me to right in front of her, our bodies almost touching
– how the hell did I get here?
She is leaning back on the bar with her elbows and her body is even better than I thought. What I want to do to her fucking tits and her mouth and her pussy. I’m hard and I don’t think I have ever been that hard in my life. It’s almost painful....
almost
. I think I’m going to go mad if I don’t touch her. “I’m going to buy you a drink.” I’m commanding her to be mine tonight.