𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵.
- 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦
𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗔
Twenty minutes after the broadcast, people were fleeing town. Just as predicted, Logan and his team are already gone. The video will find them soon—the same video we just shared with the entire fucked up town.
Our original plan was to have Jake handle that little fun part, but it’d be easier to have someone inside the FBI to do it.
“At least they’re fleeing,” Jake says as we watch from the distance, our eyes on the phone screen that has the sheriff all but imploding.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sheriff Cannon barks, slapping his hand on the driver’s side window of a car.
The man cracks the window an inch. “I’m getting my family out of this damn town before you drag us all to hell for what you’ve done.”
My lips twitch. They’re abandoning their captain.
“Looks like they’re more scared of us than the sheriff now,” Jake gloats.
“Finally standing up to him.”
“By comparison, the sheriff now seems insignificant to a monster who sees all, hears all, and knows all.”
“It’s just one fucking person! Stay and defend this town!” the sheriff snaps to the guy.
We knew they’d abandon him. They’ve heard it all, but until today, they’ve never seen it.
Jake nudges me with his elbow, and I look at his phone’s screen which is diagonal from the sheriff’s location. On the back of the old gym’s wall, a
message appears as though Jake timed this all too perfectly.
𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴.
—𝘙𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴
The man in the car sees the message, probably thinking something supernatural is going on, giving the timeliness of the message’s appearance.
He gasses the car, driving away from the sheriff, and almost sideswiping another vehicle in the process.
“Find that fucker now!” the sheriff barks, giving up his endeavor of stopping the rats who are fleeing the sinking ship.
“Heat signatures have a flurry of motion right now, but we still need to up the game if we’re going to get everyone out,” Jake says as more and
more messages start to appear throughout the town.
With everyone distracted with Logan’s team and our little special broadcast, we ran around town, hurriedly painting the messages with the faster paint. Jake painted some last night with the slower paint.
I’m still wearing my damn harness from all the drop-downs I did to paint the messages high, making them as visible as possible.
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The Mindf*ck Series
RomanceThis is the entire series put into one book. They took too much. Left too little. I had nothing to lose...until him. ***************** I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer...
