Chapter 7 – Hunting and Gathering
The first of the silent bullets was fired into the headboard and with Erin's expert skills, she fired the other shot into the bed to knock them way from each other. Erin had walked in on the two having sex and she almost wanted to hurl, but she had other things to do. Setting the case down on the small table in the room, she silently shut the door with her foot, never taking her aim off of the two and keeping them directly in her line of vision. There would be no escape or distractions for them this time, she would not have that, and if there happened to be a distraction or an escape, Erin would eliminate it brutally, "Now that I've finally got you, we should have a litt-…"
"Erin," Daniel put his hands up in surrender, "Please hear us out."
She fired a bullet above his head that went straight through the wall to embed in the bathtub. There was nothing that would stop her from killing these two vermin, no excuses, no words, nothing, "Shut up! We trusted you; we took you in and made you a part of the family Daniel and this is how you repay us! By nearly killing my mother, oh I'm going to enjoy killing you!"
"Hunter Hutchinson," Rebecca began, but Erin fired another shot above her head and snarled. These two were Hunters! Didn't they know that you didn't talk to your captor! It was a clear ticket to get killed. They really were idiots.
"And you Bitch, don't you talk at all," Erin growled and gripped the gun tighter as she reached down and unbuckled the case, "I already have something special for you. By the way, Rose sends her regards and she wants me to cut your eyes and feed them to you. Does that sound good?"
Rebecca didn't say anything and that was to be expected, no lowering the gun, she reached down and grabbed the steel rope out of the case, "I want you two to get dressed, we're going to go on a little drive to quiet place…"
"You're not going to kill us here?" Rebecca asked, lightly. Inwardly, she was shaking, but she would never show it. She couldn't show fear to this woman.
Looking to her, Erin smiled, "You'd like that wouldn't you, but in case your thinking that I forgot this little fact, let me remind you that I know everything about Hunting, bitch. Rule one, never leave any witnesses. I happen to know that the rooms to the left and right of this one are empty, but the ones under you are occupied and I think that they'll hear screams."
She'd show these two who they were fucking with.
She wasn't Rose, but when you got her going, she was a hell of a lot worse.
Yawning loudly, Rose slipped the phone back into her jeans and turned to watch as the President, Jake and Johnny emerged from the Dragon Council Chamber. That conversation with the Joint Chiefs of the Staff hadn't been so bad and intimidating as she expected it to be. After all, she was only speaking to the heads of the Military and the most senior Military Officials other then the President of the United States herself, "Madam President, I just got off of the phone with the JCO's and they've agreed to your plan."
Jennie smiled, "As I knew they would, any word on the Missile?"
"It's still on an unknown trajectory," Rose shrugged slightly. She really couldn't afford to be scared at this moment, "The appropriate teams are being moved into place, we're securing several dozen Hospitals in the Major Cities that would be known targets and all air traffic is still grounded. Ports of Entry are being moved out of range of the Missile and we're shutting down those that are. We also have a blanket GAG order for the media."
She nodded, "The reason?"
"National Security," Rose said and her eyes drifted over to her Husband who was looking at them with the most recognizable sight of confusion on his face, "You look like you're confused Jake, is there something you need?"
He scratched his head, "I'm not good with all of this Government Talk that you seem to be strangely good at. Can you fill me in with human talk?"
Rose looked to the President, who nodded, and then she offered her husband a sympathetic smile, "There is a Class-3 Nuclear Missile that is most likely headed toward our Country. Its reach is from London to Washington and that's about 3 Billion People under the gun. That's what's going on and we're trying the best we can to divert it or shoot it down."
"What about New York? What about our Children?" Jake spoke in a hushed town as if he were telling a secret. Rose should have seen that coming.
Sure, she was concerned about that. She had been doing mental calculations in her head for hours now in an attempt to figure out the possible scenarios of a New York exposure to Nuclear Radiations. None of them were plausible, but she was still frightened, "None that I can think of, even if that Nuclear Weapon hits Washington, it would still be beyond the radius of exposure."
"Are you sure about that?" He began and Rose could tell that his voice was beginning to grow to utterly indignant levels. What did Jake want her to do? Did he want her to develop the power of flight and take the Missile down in the middle of the Ocean? Sometimes he was nothing but a pompous ass.
Doing her best to maintain her composure in front of her Commander and Chief, she glared at her husband with clenched teeth, "What do you want me to do Jake? The kids will be exposed to danger once and while in their lives and we will not always be around to get them out of it. The odds of New York being affected by this bomb are slim to none. Even if it does come to New York, we'll have a two hour warning and I'll make sure that they get-…"
"You'd better be right about this," He growled at her.
Rose returned the growl, "And what the fuck will you do about it then?"
"Hey," President Eggert stepped in the middle of them and Rose suddenly felt her anger ebb away. She had lost her cool in front of the President and if she wasn't so worked up by her husband, she'd be embarrassed, "As much as I don't want to get involved in your marital issues, we have a job to do Agent Long. I have to ask you to put your personal matters aside, alright?"
Nodding, Rose glared once more at her Husband, "Yes Madam President."
This wasn't over, by the looks that the two were shooting each other.
Lillian hadn't moved from the Television since she had arrived back at her parent's home. Her entire family had decided to hold itself up at Robert and Caroline's home until they heard from Rose again. It had been only a day, and they expected this little conclave to last a whole lot longer. Lillian also had to make note that this was the first time that her niece and two sons and been together in this house in nearly two and a half years.
Vivian had a little spat with her Grandmother a few years back and that's what the cause of it all was. She was pleased to notice discretely that her mother and niece were starting to talk. That was a start at least. But her chief thought rested solely on her sister and her safety at the moment.
Jackie ran her hand through her hair and tried to understand that this wasn't real, but it seemed exactly that. She wasn't entirely sure that this wasn't a hallucination or at the very least, a dream. If it wasn't real and if it was a figment of her imagination, it was a good one and she intended to enjoy it as much as possible. She looked to her left and watched her very late Husband as he looked at the sort of, film that was running in front of them, if you could call it that. They were looking back over Erin's life, and everything in it.
"She's turned out to be an amazing woman," Jackie observed, "She's strong and has a hell of a lot of ability to preserver. I suppose I raised her to be that way, but she's head strong and sometimes doesn't think through things."
Nicolas snorted, "I suppose that you're going to blame that on me?"
"You know it," Jackie looked back at him, "I tried to protect her, but she made some choices in her life that got her into a pile of shit and it took her a long time to clean herself off. I can only imagine what my 'situation' has done to her."
"It's sent her into a rage, those two people that shot you are going to die very soon and our Daughter will not make it easy and slow," Nicolas said as if he was having some firsthand knowledge of what Erin was doing at the time they spoke, "I don't blame her, and I can't help but pity those two fools…"
