Demon Driven by John Conroe EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: John Conroe
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The corridor was long, dark and musty. It ended at a ‘T’. The
werewolf was waiting around the left corner – at least that’s where I thought
he was. I couldn’t smell him or hear his heartbeat, which was really
frustrating. It’s amazing how fast you come to rely on hyper acute senses.
But all I could smell was the sharp ozone odor of overworked electric
motors. The only sound I could hear: a faint whirring that seemed to come
from everywhere. The clock was ticking and I couldn’t wait any longer.
Sliding silently down the hallway, I hugged the right-hand wall with my
back, and kept the full-auto Glock 18 in my right hand pointed ahead, the
smaller Glock 19 in my left pointed behind me.
I didn’t use to handle two pistols at once, so-called two-gun mojo. But
that had changed. A lot had changed. I’ve often carried two guns, but it was
more of a backup kind of thing, I only ever used one at a time. A couple of
months ago, the ability to handle two at once had just sort of manifested.
Odd? Just the tip of the iceberg of odd.
Close enough to see part-way around the corner; I began to ‘slice the
pie’.
That’s what the Academy instructors call it. When you are clearing a
building, corners and doorways are deathtraps. So cops are trained to
gradually move around a corner, getting an ever-increasing view (or slice of
the pie), while presenting as small a target as possible. Clearing a ‘T’ is a
two person job. But there was only one of me and I had to make the best of
it.
My leading shoulder was just about on the edge of the right corner
and there was nothing waiting on the left side of the intersection. Uh oh! A
slight rush of air from the right was my only warning and then my fight
brain took over. The big toothy thing charging from the right should have
taken my right arm off at the elbow. Instead, it rushed into empty space as I
instinctively flipped over it, my legs pointing toward the ceiling, my head
and gun hand pointing down at the shaggy shape below. Without conscious
thought my finger feathered the trigger, ripping a three round burst into the
skull below me. Viscous red fluid sprayed the white institutional walls and
gray floor, as the monster slammed headfirst into the wall, crunching
through sheet rock and wall studs. It collapsed in a spasming heap, while I
landed lightly on my feet. My attention shifted to the door at the end of the
left hallway, which was opening violently. A six-foot humanoid figure with
red eyes and two-inch fangs rushed at me from the doorway. Four rounds to
the chest, two to the head, sidestep into the first hall to let it rush by, and
double tap the back of its head with the left hand gun.
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