Black Rose Revenge

Chapter 22

Garrison POV

My new friend was predictable, just like clockwork he called to gloat. This time when he called I would be ready. After I made sure that the device was on I let the phone ring while I traced the call. The device transmitted everything to his laptop. I finally answered the call. “Let me guess, this is me pain in the arse?”

“Good morning to you too. Are you ready to have some fun?”

“Depends on what ye have in mind.” I said as I leaned back and watched the GPS device narrow down this i***t’s location.

I listened to what my new fiend had in mind then after he hung up I drove to the address that was flashing on the screen of my laptop. It had only taken me about 20 minutes until I pulled up in front of a shop called Sir-Lock’s-A-Lot. So, this is where me new friend is located. I parked down the street and waited for me new friend. I had a feeling that we would come head-to-head sooner rather than later if his increase in kills is anything to go by. It has been a long time since I have had a decent challenger.

After about 3 hours of watching, I could feel my legs getting restless. The waiting is the only thing that I don’t like about waiting. I got out of the car and slowly made my way inside the shop. I looked around and noticed that it was dimly lit and there was a young lad restocking the shelves. The young man noticed me enter and made a bee line for me. He smiled politely at me. “Good afternoon, do you have keys waiting?”

I shook my head. “No, I do not, but I do have a couple of questions. Would ye be able to help me?”

The lad though a moment then nodded his head. “Sure, I’ll see what I can do.” He eagerly said.

Nice kid. “Who’s yer boss?”

The young lad brightly smiled. “My boss is a great guy, his name is Kevin Bently.”

“How long have ye worked for Mr. Bently?” I asked as I scoped the place for cameras.

“I’ve been working for Mr. Bentley for a little over 4 years. He has been very good to me.”

“Have ye ever seen Mr. Bentley with anybody special like a wife or girlfriend?”

The kid thought for a moment then finally answered. “I can’t say that I have ever seen anybody of significance with the boss man. Are there any more questions?”

“No, I don’t have any more questions. Well maybe one more, would ye mind pointing me in yer boss’s direction?” I nicely asked.

The young lad pointed towards the back of the store. “Mr. Bentley is in his office, just ring the service bell at the counter.” He quickly went back to work stocking the shelves.

I walked up to the counter and found something to cover his fingerprints. I rang the bell a couple of times, waiting for me ‘friend’ to appear. I rand it a couple more times when there was no response. I was about to growl in frustration when I finally heard some noise from a couple of doors down. The man that showed was middle-aged with bleach blond hair and pock mark scars all over his face. He glared at me. “Can I help you?”

I just smiled. “Ye already have helped me Mr. Bentley. So, how did ye plan on beating me to Sierra, exactly?!”