Fates Hands novel Chapter 68

Chapter 3–Book 2 

###WARNING, language and dark topics### 

Agent Whitmore pulled up to a little motel, it was really a collection of cabins, they looked a little on the old side but sturdy. As long as they were clean and had a bathroom, he was good to go. 

He brought along his own supply of coffee and coffee maker. He also brought a box of food with him, when he checked this place out online they said that it was out of the way. The nearest town was twenty miles away. 

He brought a toaster too, that way he would have something ready available to eat. That is if he didn‘t have to go into the town for information. He had his own laptop 

with him, though he doubted that he would get a signal.. 

He even brought extra clips for his weapon, just in case things start to get ugly. He checked in at the counter of the main building and was happy to see that it also served as a little mini store of sorts. 

At least you could get the basics and some snacks if he needed to. 

His cabin was small but clean and nice. It had a bed, a desk and chair, a small kitchenet with a microwave and the standard closet. The best part was it had a really nice if simple bathroom. 

David set up his working area and the kitchen area. He will have food here and coffee so that was taken care of. He set up his work area with all his paper work and evidence files. 

He sat down on the bed and got comfy, time for a small nap before he goes to surprise the local Sheriff, 

Nova sat on her bed listening to the usual argument of when will you come home and I am going to miss you so much. It was all crap and they even knew it, still it was their thing. Nova was on pins and needles waiting to get the hell out of there and getting to that town. (5) 

She had everything packed, her money was in a small bag in her pack. She had a small sleeping bag, a tarp, fire starter paper, matches and a collaspable fishing pole. She also had her first aid kit, camping shovel and camping pot and a pan. 

One plastic plate and a fork and spoon. She also had her hunting 

 

Knife. Something that she picked up at the motel shop. Along with a few food items and a change of clothes and extra socks. A canteen with a water cleaning system built in. 

Her pack was big but she could handle it fine. She also had a book about wild herbs and veggies. Her Drawing journal and pencils. Things she didn‘t really need but wasn‘t going to leave behind. 

She had been writing in her non private journal for weeks, about a boy she met and how they were going to run away together. She knew that they hadn‘t read it yet but once they discover she is gone they will. Hoping that it would buy her a little time anyway. 

Nova went to the kitchen once she heard a car take off. Her mother was there, drinking her dinner. Nova 

proceeded to make them dinner, a good meal to start her travels on. Her mother as usual ate very little. 

Her mother was staring at her for the longest time, it was making Nova nervous. 

“Nova dear I have something that I need to discuss with you. I won‘t tonight because I don‘t have a clear head at the moment. First thing in the morning though we will have a chat.” 

After that Kathy got up and went to her bedroom. 

Nova had a terrible feeling about that talk her mother wanted to have. Her mother never wanted to talk to Nova about anything, other than to ask where the jack daniels was hiding. 

She decided she would wait an hour “for her mother to pass out and then 

she was going to get going. She wasn‘t going to wait for first light. She had everything ready to go. The weather man said it was going to rain hard tonight and continue on into the daylight hours, it was a perfect time. 

She wrote a note to her mother, she would find it around noon or so, that was what her mother called first thing in the morning. 

The note said that she had to go to the motel to clean up some cabins, because guests were coming. That they could talk later that evening when she got home. She left a bottle of jack by the note to help her mother on her way to forget about the talk she wanted to have. 

She knew that her mother would not bother to check out her story, by the time it came for her to be home. Kathy will have drunk herself into another stupor. While forgetting all 

ta about Nova. 

For once Kathy‘s neglect was in Nova‘s favor. 

James was happy, even though he was doing the dirty work for the Sheriff, That isn‘t the reason he was so happy, he knew that when he was done doing this job, he will be returning home in a couple of days. 

He will be returning to his present, finally the old bag was going to let him have her. Why he didn‘t just take her in the first place, he didn‘t know. He did have other things to keep him busy and happy though, so a new toy is going to be a refeshing break. 2 

He was thinking of all the ways he was going to please himself with Nova, when the scream broke though his day dream. Damn guy was 

supposed to be some tough drug dealer, he has been screaming like a little bitch all night long. 

He was just a drug dealer though not a cop, not with all the things he removed from his body. He had a pile going. Finally the last scream was heard with that tell tale sound of a gurgle. Now to bury this idiot and spread his parts to the birds. 

He finished the job easy and early, so he still had some time to go find himself another play toy. He was in the mood for a girl about the same age as Nova. Getting in a little pratice before the main event. 

He decided that he was going to look for green eyes, he was low on them. Hair color didn‘t matter, he did have a thing for delicate ears though. He loved it when they wore dangly earrings. It was like an extra bonus. 

He had his special cabin ready to go for his new toy, he kept momentos in there as well as his shed at home, these momentos were their ID cards, jewelry and hair. He loved it when they dyed their hair a wacky color, it added some vibrance to his collection. 

He loved the fact that he could have Nova now too. His world will be perfect, he will have his cake and eat it too. Kathy on the other hand is outliving her usefullness. It was time he took her to the special cabin and have one more good fun time with her. 

As for Nova once she is trained up, she will be his new bitch. She will never leave him. She was just as stupid as her mother, she didn‘t even know that he was reading her journal. He knew all her happy little thoughts. 

First things first, it is time to catch and release his latest toy, so he could hunt her down. 

Jack decided that the walkabout had come to an end, not because it was time to do so. It was because both Jack and Brutus couldn‘t get this strange feeling to go away. 

They decided instead to make a base camp of sorts. Using the supplies of three of the hidden holes to do so. He also used the burner phone to tell his second Sam what was going on. 

One really good thing about bears is that they are very resourseful in gathering things together. Sam and two others used his gps locator on his phone and brought Jack the basics of everything that he might need. 

Including a canvas water proof tent. 

It had a small wood stove inside it, just like the old battlefield tents used to have. It was great to make coffee on, as well as take away some of the damp from all the rain. 

He had his own cot and sleeping bag and another for just in case of a vistor. Chairs as well as everything else he needed. The guys hooked him up good. They offered to stay, Jack wanted to wait though to see what came of it all first. 

The burner phones didn‘t always work in mountains, unless you‘re high up. Now that he wasn‘t on a walk about, he could keep a mind link open with his second Sam. It wasn‘t easy but it could be done. 

Now that he had a base set up he decided that he was going to do regular patrols. Keep an eye on things. The feeling of unease was 

increasing so he knew that whatever was coming was coming soon. 

He just had to wait. Something he was good at. He also told Brutus that he was on dinner duty tonight. Brutus was an excellent fisherman. There was a really good stream about a mile from their camp and Jack was getting hungry for some fresh fish on the fire. 

Jack could feel Brutus roll his eyes and laugh. 

“Squirrels are better fisherman than you are Jack. Face it you have many talents but fishing isn‘t one of them.” 

Jack just laughed. Brutus was right, everytime he started to fish something always went wrong. He was pathetic when it came to fishing, 

The wind shifted at that moment and Tack got that feeling of unease again 

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Ja Jurgneur DTLS nghe everytime he started to fish something always went wrong. He was pathetic when it came to fishing. 

The wind shifted at that moment and Jack got that feeling of unease again this time even stronger. Well Brutus whatever it is that is coming, it appears we won‘t be waiting too long for it.