Paint It Black: 4 (The Black Knight Chronicles) - Plot & Excerpts
I jumped out of bed, startling Sabrina awake, and I was already out the door before she could have realized I’d moved. I ran down the stairs, taking them three at a time and, at the door, almost bowled right into Greg, who had come up the stairs from the basement almost as fast. “What’s the deal?” I asked, jerking open the door to the coat closet and reaching inside for my twelve-gauge. Greg didn’t stop as he ran past me into the kitchen. He yanked the dishwasher open and ducked his head inside. I cocked my head to one side as he came back with a pair of 9mm Glock 17s. “What?” he asked. “We don’t eat off dishes. We drink blood out of bags and beer from the bottle. Might as well use the thing for a gun rack.” I had no time and no argument, so I just took up a position in the hallway facing the door. The sun was up, but I was far enough back that direct rays wouldn’t hit me. All I had to worry about was a little discomfort from the brightness. Greg stationed himself to one side of the door where he’d be out of my field of fire but have a clean line on anything that could survive the double-ought buckshot loaded in my Mossberg.
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