Sons of Mayhem 1

Chapter 5

Jase

He rested on the desk, the barrel of the gun pointing down through the sliding window to the door of the warehouse below. It was the only way in or out. If whoever it was outside was coming in, that'd be their means of entry.

Jase swallowed nervously, and then gave a half-smile as he once again tasted the girl, Nicole. Goddamn she tastes sweet. Why'd we have to get interrupted? She's gonna be so pissed off at all this.

Jase's mind begin to wander. What would he do to her, with her, when he finally got some real alone time? Just as his imagination was beginning to get away from him he was brought back to the moment in a rush.

The door creaked as someone grabbed its handle, and then roared as it was dragged open. "Oh shit," he said to himself, his voice soft so as not to draw attention.

Jase clutched the shotgun tight, his right eye staring down the barrel at the door below, hardly believing what he was seeing.

Two skinny men holding handguns pointed out in front of them stood framed in the doorway by the sunlight streaking in from behind them. An easy target if he didn't mess up. Who are these jokers? Haven't they ever stormed a building before?

Jase's finger rested on the trigger. Things would get very difficult, and possibly messy if this didn't go according to plan. But for once, things went right.

Before the men could get too far in to the warehouse the tatted biker squeezed his trigger finger. The firearm roared and one man dropped to the ground, sending his gun clattering.

The other man let out a yelp followed by, "Shit!" His mouth opened and his eyes widened, looking around frantically for the source of the gunshot as Jase pumped another shell into the gun. Bang. He didn't stand a chance.

Didn't put up much of a fight, did they? "Got 'em!" Jase laughed and got up from his prone position across the desk. God I hope she isn't too pissed off. We better get down there fast though.