November
Small town in California
They sat in the back of the bookshop. Chainsaw had manage to navigate
They eyed the lab coat wearing Stan, and Trinity�s expression was one
Becky sat in one of the chairs watching anxiously. A kid, a young
�Ryan, where exactly do you think your going?� Trinity asked.
�Scott just paged me, the surf is up,� he said pulling a text pager out
�Ryan, this is important. Clint is trying to kill our boss, the man
�Yah, but they aren�t trying to kill him right now, and the surf is up
�Big hips here is right kid, you need to stay for this,� Chainsaw said.
�Bitch,� Trinity said kicking him in the shin. Becky looked more
The Kid who went by Ecks on the list had an expression of serious pain
�OK,� she said at last relenting. He grinned enthusiastically. �But
�Revel?� Chainsaw asked.
�Yah, its no big deal,� the kid said with a shrug. �It�s like a rave,
Chainsaw suspected the kid would have gone on if his beeper hadn�t gone
The kid was about to break into another explanation when Trinity cut
�Don�t wake Stany up,� Becky called quietly. The steps came more
�That�s great, but this is important,� Chainsaw said. Home watching a
Becky dropped her head and looked crestfallen, �Of course,� she said.
Trinity glared at Chainsaw, her eyes smoldering with hatred. �What?�
between most of the shelves only knocking over a pile of books on herbology
that had been stacked in the aisle when the shelf had become over full.
Coffee was brewing in the machine in the back and it filled the shop with
its aroma that mingled with the smell of old book and fresh herbs in their
drawers along the wall. The street outside the front window was quiet as
the first golden rays of the sun peeked up over the hills on the land ward
side of the town and caught the street lamp in stark relief. Becky�s son
was asleep on the couch upstairs after a long night in the car.
of
intense dislike. Her black brows were knitted in simmering anger as she
stared down her nose at the man who had left her friend alone and pregnant
years ago, and hadn�t even made an attempt to get in touch with them.
Chainsaw in return was looking at the shop with barely concealed disgust.
He�d been into this stuff as a kid, but he hadn�t really cared for it, not
since it had worked. �Never make a pact with anything you don�t know how to
kill,� had become one of his many unofficial Mottoes. Still, St. Fury would
be pleased to know that Clint was finally in the ground where he belonged,
hopefully in many small bite sized pieces. He didn�t want any of the poor
worms to choke after all. A smile began to creep across his recently clean-
face. It still felt funny and he rubbed his chin frequently.
looking
18, appeared with sun-bleached hair and a tanned complexion. He wore a
white tank top with a picture of a pentagram on it over a pair of baggy
yellow shorts, and sandals. It was no way for a hunter to dress, or to
look. And he lived around gothy goth chicks, so he hardly had an excuse.
He had pulled a surfboard out of a back room and was slowly moving it
through the store.
of
his pocket and showing her.
who
took you in, remember?�
right now,� the kid said.
anxious.
Trinity didn�t get along well with men, and had always had a sort of
hate-hate relationship with Stan in Junior High.
on
his face. �But the surf is up,� he said pleading.
don�t
forget about the Revel tonight.�
but
it�s done all knight under the sacred oak. It�s supposed to put it to sleep
or something and assure pleasant dreams through the winter. It�s a big deal
this year because a new guy in town has planned a big rave the same night.
He�s been trying to get Persephaney to go to the Rave instead of the Revel
for like three months. He keeps saying its not to be missed. But the
revel�s pretty good. I got to go last year,� he grinned mischievously.
Chainsaw frowned; the kid�s teeth were perfectly white. �All the women were
topless and Mark Smith, the guy who owns the land called the cops. Well,
the one cop shows up and then goes and hits Mr. Smith upside the head. He
said, �If girls want to dance topless in your field man, you let them.�
Well, Mr. Smith didn�t raise any objections this year either when Trinity
asked. I hear he�s having some of his buddies over for poker night this
year as well. He told Trinity to carry on and not let him or his friends
bother them.�
off
again. The kid was long winded and really too damn enthusiastic. �Well, I
was going to show you how to do a proper patrol, Kid, but I guess it�ll wait
if you�re doing this revel thing. I might swing buy after I�ve had a look
around. Where is it?�
him
off. �I have leaflets with directions over by the cash register. Go catch
your waves Ryan.� He grinned excitedly and went for the door. A bell rang
as he exited, banging the board against the door. �Davies never should have
got him that first surfboard. It�s like a cult. If the surf comes up they
drop everything and go to the beach.� The door opened and Ecks hurried
through the bookstore and up the steps in the back.
softly.
�I thought you might stay in with us tonight,� she said turning to Stan.
�My usual babysitters are occupied so I was going to stay with our son.�
movie with his son�s mother, probably a chick flick too, when an evil supe
was out there waiting to be tasted his chainsaw�s teeth. What would St.
Fury think? He�d have to leave the church. �Maybe another night, but
there�s supes to kill, and that�s what I do now.�
he
asked.
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