Page 49 of Killer Moonshine

“I will kill you,” said Ahmed.

“I’m sure you think you will, son. But you won’t,” said Ghost.

“I am not your son.”

“No, because if you were, I’d turn you over my knee and beat the shit out of you,” said Gaspar. “Your fathers wouldn’t approve of this behavior. Neither would your grandfathers. They were terrorists, but at least they had the decency to speak with us as men. You squirmed your way onto our property with ill intent.”

“You own the animals? You own a zoo?” he frowned.

“Something like that,” nodded Ian. “You’re not even sure which of us met your fathers and grandfathers. You’re just willing to kill for the sake of hate.”

“You will die.”

“No,” said Nine, shaking his head. “You will.”

Marilisa ran across the land bridge, hoping to find the men and warn them. The warnings of danger were getting louder in her head, and she was feeling panicked as she looked up at the screeching hawk above her head.

She was so focused on the bird that she missed the man leaning against the ticket gate. Before she could evade him, he gripped her arm, pulling her toward his body. The tip of his blade was at her neck.

“Don’t move.”

Marilisa could only nod as the man walked her slowly into the animal sanctuary. She only hoped that one of the men would see her and help to save her life. She should have listened to the others and asked for help.

Who was going to believe them about the voices in their heads?

“I believe you,”said the voice.

Marilisa shook her head, and the voice said something to her that she didn’t understand. She heard the voice again.

“I believe you. Look up.”

She looked up at the hawk and couldn’t fathom that the bird was sending the message to her. As she was shoved around the corner, the team turned, and all hell broke loose.

“Where is Marilisa?” asked Saint, staring at the others. They squirmed in their seats, looking at one another. “Where is Marilisa?”

“Sh-she kept hearing a voice. All of us are hearing a voice that there is danger near us,” said Monroe.

“Shit. Where did she go?” he asked again.

“She went to the island to warn the others,” said Katelyn. “I’m sorry. We asked her not to go, but she said she had to. The voice is really loud.”

“Fuck!”

As Saint ran out the door, Pax asked the group what happened and what was said. Before they could even finish their explanation, the others were running out of the Sugar Lodge, and Pax was tapping into comms to warn the men on the island.

All they heard was the sound of Code’s voice.

“They have her. Someone has her.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Seeing Marilisa in the arms of the terrorist made the others flinch just enough that it gave Samaan and his men the opportunity to have their weapons pointed directly at them. But the chaos that ensued wasn’t gunfire or rockets.

It wasn’t normal.

The rush of wind, dirt, and water swirled around the man with the rocket launcher, lifting his body and tossing it into the swamp. Clearly unable to swim, he sank below the dark waters, lost to all.

Flashes of light caused them all to stare at the men, wondering what the hell was happening. Gaspar turned to Gabe, his brother shrugging his shoulders. When the man tightened his grip on Marilisa and the knife at her neck, he tapped comms.

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