BRETHREN OF LIBERTY
ROMAN LEE SERIES #4
COMING SOON 2017!
There was a loud knock at her front door.
“Maintenance, battery changes for your smoke detectors.”
Finally she thought maybe they could take care of the fan
while they were here.
“One minute.”
Turning to Simon she closed the bathroom door.
“Be right back.”
Simon turned the water off listening intently to the sounds
coming from behind the door. The water dripped for a few seconds before
subsiding. What happened next was
terrifying.
Aria opened the door slightly to allow what she thought was
maintenance into the apartment. She had
done it before but realized it too late they had been recently changed over a
month ago. The door violently slammed
against her body sending Aria sprawling to the floor with a thud. Two men stood over top of her. Both were dressed as police officers. One had olive colored skin pulled Aria by the
hair jerking her up to a standing positIon pinned against the wall.
“Where is he?”
His breath was hot and smelled slightly like alcohol.
“Please no.”
She watched as the barrel of the gun came up with its
enveloping silver silencer now pointing in her face. A split second later everything went
dark. Two muffled shots rang out causing
a mild echo in the apartment. Simon
heard it along with feeling the weight of Aria’s body landing lifelessly on the
carpeting. Quietly he went out the
window. Standing on the ledge he pulled himself up onto the roof knowing full
well he could not outrun them with his injury.
He heard voices below in the bathroom.
“See him?”
“No, he’s gone.”
“Can’t be far. Let’s
go.”
Simon Baxter laid flat against the roof holding
his breath trembling with fear. The only
person in his world at the moment who was aware of his current situation had
been killed. He had never felt so
alone. The battery in his broken
cellphone now depleted he couldn’t call or text anyone if he wanted to. Blood from his open wound dripped onto the
scorching hot shingles sliding down toward the edge of the roof. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he listened for
any more sounds of his pursuers.
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