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BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
°°° Surprise °°° • Philadelphia, Pennsylvania • -Walker Residence- Sitting in his swivel chair with a can of soda in his hands and a bowl of potato chips sitting beside his laptop, Sean read through the page displayed on his screen. He had returned from church a couple hours ago, and after spending over an hour with Karen on the phone, he decided to take his friend’s suggestion. He decided to start the registration process. On his way home, he had stopped at Carl’s place after grabbing the money he’d stashed away at the auto shop. He was quite surprised to have met cars that weren't there the previous night. Malone, Marco, and two of the other guys had come to complete the left-over jobs from the previous night and had accepted a couple other jobs off the books, and the profit from them was going to be theirs. Upon getting to Carl’s, Sean found out that Carl was actually aware of it and, to some extent, had promoted it. Sean’s main reason for visiting wasn’t to
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
°°° Seeds of Doubt °°° The streets were quiet and peaceful. The leaves in the trees rustled every now and then as the wind directed them. Sean walked down the street, his hands in his pockets, and a smile plastered across his face. It was almost eight o’clock, and although he had left Karen’s at about six thirty after his mom called, he was still a turn away from his block. He stared dreamily into the starless night sky; his mind had nothing but bliss in it. He felt a feeling he couldn’t describe, a feeling he believed was what people in the movies meant when they said, "I feel as though there are butterflies in my stomach." After getting to the airport, he sat with Karen, both of them staring into each other’s eyes for a while and saying nothing. These were experiences he had before and thought were silly, but now he was experiencing them. They had chatted about her trip, talked about the screaming kids on her flight, and the pervert on the plane who h
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
°°° Stalker °°° • Louisville, Kentucky • - Whites Residence- Sitting at the kitchen island, Dan White in his gray nightrobe stared blankly at the wall in front of him. It was already nine forty-nine at night, and he was still feeling down from what happened in the afternoon. He looked down at the glass of whiskey in his hands and gulped down what was left of it. "You know that’s bad for your health, right?" Ann’s voice came from behind him as she walked towards him. He turned to look at her, then turned back to the drink and poured himself another glass. "What’s the use of preserving my life when it could be taken away from me one day?" he chuckled drunkenly. Ann stood beside him and exhaled loudly. "Wanna join me?" he offered her the bottle. "I still love my life, Dan." "I still have kids to raise, so no thank you," she hissed and walked to the sink to do the dishes. Dan watched her silently for a while before taking another mouthful from his cup. "How are they?"
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
°°° Heart Break in an Instant °°° • Philadelphia, Pennsylvania• -Colonel William’s Residence- "Morning, old man," Karen greeted her granddad, Colonel William, with a smile as she walked to the back of the house. The Colonel put down the magazine in his hands to take a look at the person greeting him. This old-timer had almost forgotten that his grandson was in Philadelphia. Not because he was suffering from any form of amnesia due to old age, but because he was a man of schedule, and his schedule for the entire week didn’t have her on it, so her presence had managed to skip his mind as he focused on every other thing. "Oh… "I almost forgot you were here," the old man chuckled as he stood up from the black outdoor chaise pool chair, stepping out from under the cover of the beige colored umbrella, and his features became much more pronounced. This grandfather didn’t look as old as he claimed to be. With his completely black hair, save for a cluster of silver hair strands
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
°°° First Kiss °°° • Philadelphia, Pennsylvania• -Colonel William’s Residence- "Hey, sweet face, I’m at the gate." Standing in front of the PVC white-picket-fenced building, Sean, in black baggy joggers and a silver hoodie sweatshirt, strained his eyes to try to confirm movement within the house. In a minute, the front door opened, and Karen stepped out. She was clad in a black quilted jacket over a milky-brown cropped cami top, with blue ripped jeans and black combat boots. "Are we still walking a dog?" Sean asked as she got to the gate. She was looking outstanding. "A bit too much for you?" She smiled and pulled open the swing gate. "Well… "Not really," Sean laughed with a shrug. "You look perfect no matter the occasion," he smiled and stepped in. Karen smiled as she stared at him for a while, neither of them moving, both smiling foolishly at themselves. "You know at this point, you should be kissing me," Karen suddenly said while nodding. Sean was taken aback and lite
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
°°° Mutual Feelings °°° •Roxborough Dog Park• The walk to the dog park took them roughly thirty-three minutes. Although the walking distance from Karen’s house on Kingsley Street to the Roxborough dog park typically takes just about eight minutes, Nuke was playful, and Karen wasn’t making the situation any easier with her encouragement for Nuke to "misbehave." On the bright side, they were able to make a couple bucks after Karen made the dog perform tricks on the road. Passersby who were impressed gave what little they could squeeze out. Karen made them stop at three different spots so Nuke would perform tricks, and at each spot, they spent almost eight minutes. "I am never helping you walk Nuke, never again," Sean stretched as they released the hybrid German Shepherd into the off-leash area after taking off her leash. "What?" Karen laughed as she stuffed her mouth with cheeseballs. "What do you mean by "what"?" "You made almost seventy dollars busking with Nuke,
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
°°° Welcome to the Family °°° • Kingsley Street, Northwest Philadelphia • Under the illumination of the moon, the street was calm, with people walking home from wherever they were coming from. Almost every three minutes, someone would walk by with a dog or two. They were mostly coming from the Roxborough dog park. Amongst them were the attention-stealing trio. Sean, Karen, and the grey German Shepherd hybrid, Nuke. It was almost quarter past six. Although they had left the park at around forty-five minutes past five, August Woodman had gotten them to drop by his stepmother’s diner, which was a five-minute walk away from the dog park. They’d spent roughly fifteen minutes sharing experiences, and August was really cool. He was two classes ahead of them and three years older than Sean, but he didn’t behave like they’d expected a teenager would. He was rather mature and understood that age wasn’t really important when making friends. August had told th
BLOODY HORIZON CHAPTER FORTY
°°° Blind Spot °°° • Louisville, Kentucky• -Whites Residence- The fragrant smell of pancakes filled the dining room of the Whites as Ann served breakfast. "Good morning, guys," Dan greeted as he quickly walked to the dining room, knotting his tie as he walked. He ruffled Andrew's hair and gave Ann a kiss on her cheek. They had made up the previous night. Dan had taken her out to dinner and apologized for his behavior, promising that Canada would be the last move. "Morning," she replied, finishing dishing out everyone’s breakfast. "Hey Andy, where is your brother?" Dan asked as he finished knotting his tie and sat down. Andrew looked up at his father, his shoulder-length Havana brown hair covering most of his face, especially his eyes. He returned his gaze to his plate, and after a couple more seconds of silence, he replied with a distant, monotonic tone, "I don’t know." Dan, who was readjusting the tie's knot at his neck, froze at this. He then turned to Ann,
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