Witch Hunter

Chapter 17

Trubel in Paradise

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Theresa Rubel's eyes came into focus. She was in bed lying on top of a man touching the scars on his chest with her fingertips. She smiled and kissed Gabriel's neck. Julie had set her up with one of Kelly's Mauvais Dentes brotherhood friends. He was three years older than her. He was a big guy - 6'3 and 250 lbs - but most Mauvais Dentes were big. She liked being able to wear her tall shoes whenever she wanted. His wife had passed away a few years ago and they were now dating. None of their kids approved but they didn't care.

She looked out the window of the rental cottage on the ocean and smiled. Barbados was beautiful. It had been a few months since she had gotten back from Kelly's mission. They had recovered a little over $100 million in gold from the compound and had split it six ways. Her part was a bit over $17 million. Kelly had pulled a favor with the King of Saudi Arabia to get it flown home for them. She smiled - she had made more money in a few short months with Kelly than in her entire career with HW.

She kissed Gabriel, slowly rolled over, stood up, and stretched revealing large scars all over her body. While she was now in her fifties she was very athletic and fit.

She threw on a colorful string bikini and then a bright pink Barbados tee shirt and shorts over it. "You coming with?"

He yawned and smirked "You don't want to take a little nap first?"

She teased him "Did I tire you out? How about we go take a swim, get some rum and coconut water, then we'll take another nap."

While on a walk, they passed a black van. She smirked. "Hey, I have a little something I need to take care of."

He smiled "You want a hand?"

She smiled and winked at him as they continued walking. She saw a coconut vendor whacking the tops off coconuts with one shot of his machete and smirked a silly smile.

He rolled his eyes "You've already got like three hundred machetes!"

She made a pouty face at him "But I just wore one out last week."

He rolled his eyes and snickered. He had never met anybody who wore out machetes like his Grimm girlfriend did.

She circled around the block and snuck into the van. While it was shaking and banging Tim the coyotal walked out of a store. It was one of her former team mates. Gabriel pulled out a tourist map and started asking him tourist questions in French. Tim was trying to escape him to see what was going on in the van, but Gabriel kept following him with the map, pointing and asking him questions.

The shaking stopped and the door started sliding open. Instantly Gabriel slammed Tim's head into a lamp post, caught his body, and broke his neck. Trubel got out and Gabriel pitched the body into the van.

Trubel smiled "Aaawwwww! How sweet!" She kissed Gabriel on the cheek and slammed the van door shut.

He smiled "You got a little something on your face". He handed her a napkin and she wiped the blood splatter off her face.

She smirked "Did I get it?"

He winked at her "You got some in your bathing suit and on your arms."

She smiled a sly smile and whispered in his ear "How about you come wash me off then." She kissed his neck and took his hand pulling him across the street through the dunes toward the beach.