Pacific Station Vigilante (Book 1): The Negative Man (City of Chaos) by Jeremy Croston Page B
Authors: Jeremy Croston
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Massacre give himself away? Not that it mattered if I found out, I was currently up against all The Aces. “I’m not The Dark Lion, I promise you. I don’t even know why you’d think that…”
Spades took one last step and reached out with his hand. It passed right through my jeans and into my pocket. He grabbed my gun and tossed it aside. He then went for the other pocket, looking for something else. When he pulled his hand out, he had my cell phone. Tossing it to Clubs, “Is he telling the truth?”
Clubs took my phone and removed one of his gloves. He gripped the phone in his ungloved hand and his eyes closed. Was he reading my phone telepathically?
After a few moments, “I can’t confirm Spades. There is suspicious activity, but not enough to persuade me to say one way or another.” He tossed Spades back the phone.
I couldn’t tell if this man was smiling under his mask, but his next words came out a little too joyful. “I guess that means we will find out the old fashioned way.”
I didn’t know what the meant until Hearts made a fist and a punching motion. The invisible force hit me and sent me flying, landing on the hood of a car. I was in big trouble…
Chapter 11 –
Saturday Night; Parking Lot
The invisible force controlled by Hearts picked me up again. Spades was making his way over, rather slowly with a bit of a robotic laugh. I got the impression he was using a voice modulator to distort his true voice. Jenkins, aka Clubs, was standing behind them, no emotion coming from the man. Spades reached out and grabbed me by the shirt.
“Come now Dark Lion, don’t go soft on me! This is supposed to be an epic battle!”
I swung half-heartedly at him and my first passed right through. This confirmed my suspicion he could ‘phase’ his body. “I’m telling you I’m not The Dark Lion! I don’t even know how you came to that conclusion!”
“Clubs has a special gift, as he can impart his mind into any computer and interact with them. He knows about the emails between you and Massacre! The sooner you stop lying and fight back, the better this will get for all of us.”
He dropped me to the ground and I figured this was the end of the line for me. I took two more swings at Spades, but he just laughed as they harmlessly went through him. He delivered a solid blow to the back of my head, followed up by a kick to the stomach. The pain from the impact hadn’t even registered yet as my eyes bugged out of my head.
Again, Hearts used his powers to bring me back to a standing position. Spades didn’t seem amused this time. “Clubs, is it possible we have the wrong man?”
The force of the last kick broke a rib and it was really hard to breathe. Each intake of air caused me so much pain. Clubs came close and his eyes looked into mine. He knew I knew who he was based on that. “I don’t think this is The Dark Lion. Jericho would’ve never been able to kill Diamonds based on what I’ve seen.”
The force holding me up immediately disappeared and I had to catch myself not to fall again. Jenkins had taken his mask off. “Jericho, I apologize for this, but we had to be sure you weren’t The Dark Lion.”
I acted surprised. “Phil! Phil Jenkins is Clubs…”
Spades pointed towards Hearts and then the van parked a little ways from us. Hearts ran over to it and started it up. “I am sorry for what took place tonight Mr. Staley. For now, get to a hospital and have that rib looked at, it punctured a lung.”
Hearts pulled up close and Clubs and Spades got in the back. Phil looked back one last time and gave me a short, quick nod before shutting the van door. Then they sped off, into the night. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I dialed Heather’s number, not DL’s.
The phone rang twice before she picked up. There was loud music in the background, which told me she was probably at a
Spades took one last step and reached out with his hand. It passed right through my jeans and into my pocket. He grabbed my gun and tossed it aside. He then went for the other pocket, looking for something else. When he pulled his hand out, he had my cell phone. Tossing it to Clubs, “Is he telling the truth?”
Clubs took my phone and removed one of his gloves. He gripped the phone in his ungloved hand and his eyes closed. Was he reading my phone telepathically?
After a few moments, “I can’t confirm Spades. There is suspicious activity, but not enough to persuade me to say one way or another.” He tossed Spades back the phone.
I couldn’t tell if this man was smiling under his mask, but his next words came out a little too joyful. “I guess that means we will find out the old fashioned way.”
I didn’t know what the meant until Hearts made a fist and a punching motion. The invisible force hit me and sent me flying, landing on the hood of a car. I was in big trouble…
Chapter 11 –
Saturday Night; Parking Lot
The invisible force controlled by Hearts picked me up again. Spades was making his way over, rather slowly with a bit of a robotic laugh. I got the impression he was using a voice modulator to distort his true voice. Jenkins, aka Clubs, was standing behind them, no emotion coming from the man. Spades reached out and grabbed me by the shirt.
“Come now Dark Lion, don’t go soft on me! This is supposed to be an epic battle!”
I swung half-heartedly at him and my first passed right through. This confirmed my suspicion he could ‘phase’ his body. “I’m telling you I’m not The Dark Lion! I don’t even know how you came to that conclusion!”
“Clubs has a special gift, as he can impart his mind into any computer and interact with them. He knows about the emails between you and Massacre! The sooner you stop lying and fight back, the better this will get for all of us.”
He dropped me to the ground and I figured this was the end of the line for me. I took two more swings at Spades, but he just laughed as they harmlessly went through him. He delivered a solid blow to the back of my head, followed up by a kick to the stomach. The pain from the impact hadn’t even registered yet as my eyes bugged out of my head.
Again, Hearts used his powers to bring me back to a standing position. Spades didn’t seem amused this time. “Clubs, is it possible we have the wrong man?”
The force of the last kick broke a rib and it was really hard to breathe. Each intake of air caused me so much pain. Clubs came close and his eyes looked into mine. He knew I knew who he was based on that. “I don’t think this is The Dark Lion. Jericho would’ve never been able to kill Diamonds based on what I’ve seen.”
The force holding me up immediately disappeared and I had to catch myself not to fall again. Jenkins had taken his mask off. “Jericho, I apologize for this, but we had to be sure you weren’t The Dark Lion.”
I acted surprised. “Phil! Phil Jenkins is Clubs…”
Spades pointed towards Hearts and then the van parked a little ways from us. Hearts ran over to it and started it up. “I am sorry for what took place tonight Mr. Staley. For now, get to a hospital and have that rib looked at, it punctured a lung.”
Hearts pulled up close and Clubs and Spades got in the back. Phil looked back one last time and gave me a short, quick nod before shutting the van door. Then they sped off, into the night. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I dialed Heather’s number, not DL’s.
The phone rang twice before she picked up. There was loud music in the background, which told me she was probably at a
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