Killer Love – Onley James

“Shut up,” Tris said. “You know you love us. We’re your only friends.” “We’re not friends,” Walker reminded him again. “I don’t have friends. What’s this meeting all about, anyway?” “You’ll see,” Tris said cryptically. Walker opened one of the storage compartments and dug through a stack of neatly folded clothes. “We won’t make it to the site until tomorrow afternoon, and we’ll have to make a few stops along the way for…obvious reasons.”

They needed to dispose of the body in the woods along the way, similar to the way Early got rid of his victims. There was a long pause. “We?” Walker frowned. “What?” “You said ‘we,’” Tris said excitedly. There was another gasp, followed by a muffled thump and what sounded suspiciously like Cade swearing under his breath. “Oh, my God. Are you keeping him?” “Keeping who?” Walker said, digging his palm deeper into his eye socket. “Him. The kid, the one who almost…you know,” Tris said.

“Why are we censoring ourselves when we’re on a secure line?” Walker asked. “It never hurts to be overly cautious. And don’t change the subject. Did you find your swan?” “My what?” “The poor little creature that imprints on you like a swan does its mother?”

Tris explained. Walker sighed. He found a shirt Kota wouldn’t be swimming in, then stood there staring at it for several seconds as he processed the fact that this conversation was actually happening. The kid had been in his life less than twelve hours, and somehow, Tris had already decided he’d adopted him. “Hah, I knew it.

I totally knew it. Told you,” he shouted to someone. Probably Cade. “I didn’t say any of that,” Walker muttered. Which was technically true. Unfortunately, he’d also never corrected him. “You didn’t have to. I’m very intuitive. Right, honey?” “Yes, mouse, you’re practically psychic,” Cade said, sounding much closer than a moment ago. Close enough that Walker was forced to assume whatever “exercise” they’d been doing had resumed.

“Can we finish what we started before this completely unnecessary phone call?” There were very obvious kissing noises coming through the speaker now. Walker grimaced. Tris laughed. Then laughed again for no apparent reason. At this point, Walker wasn’t entirely convinced Tris needed a reason to laugh. “I’m gonna go.” “See you tomorrow night,” Cade muttered. “Say goodbye, mouse.”

“Bye, mouse,” Tris gasped. “I’ll pin the location.” Walker closed his eyes. There was a brief rustle, a startled yelp from Tris, and Cade saying something too muffled to make out. Walker decided he did not want clarification. Then the line went dead. How had this become his life? Five years ago, he’d been a solitary trucker with a murder contract and a cat. Now, he was apparently being psychoanalyzed by a hyperactive gamemaster while standing ten feet away from a corpse hidden in his truck. And, if Tris was to be believed, adopting a baby swan.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the publisher. This book is a work of fiction and does not represent any individual living or dead. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Cover and Interior Formatting by We Got You Covered Book Design OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS 1. Kota 2. Walker 3.

Kota 4. Walker 5. Kota 6. Walker 7. Kota 8. Walker Epilogue About the Author OceanofPDF.com In a turn of events that was a surprise to exactly nobody—nobody being Dakota himself—he realized his error in judgment about five minutes after it would have been helpful. Which, frankly, felt on brand. To say he was a bad judge of character would be the understatement of the century. There’d been the girl with the red hair and the dragon tattoo who’d stolen his heart, then his bank card.

There was the bartender who disappeared for days at a time with both his car and his cash. He still had no idea where his car ended up. The guy swore he wasn’t an alcoholic, which was pretty much the only thing he hadn’t lied about. It wasn’t alcohol, it was heroin. Still a dealbreaker. Even Kota had standards. Low standards, sure, but standards nonetheless. He blamed his shitty childhood, just like everyone else.

And now…now, he was about to be murdered by a serial killer. He almost laughed. Almost. A thin, hysterical edge buzzed under his ribs, the kind that meant his brain was frantically trying to protect him from the reality of what was happening. It was just so fucking absurd. Ten minutes ago, his life was falling apart, and now, it was about to end.

He stared at the door of the cab of the eighteen wheeler, noting the lack of door handle and the missing door lock, the metal panel smooth and unforgiving where an escape should’ve been. He’d watched enough ID to know that wasn’t normal. He glanced over at the man who’d agreed to take him at least halfway to his destination just moments ago, after they’d struck up a conversation outside the truck stop showers, then shared a meal together.

Thinking about it now, he could see where he’d ignored some major red flags… That felt like a lifetime ago.

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