I am excited to share with you all the first chapter for Revenge of the Reaper, the final book in the Reaper Series. It is set to release on August 30, 2015, but I wanted to give you all a little taste of the book. I hope you’ll enjoy this little teaser.
Revenge of The Reaper
The red and blue lights cut through the dark night and danced off the houses as they sped by, giving life to a motionless existence in the wake of chaos. Jacob ran his finger across the glossy page searching for the address they had been dispatched to. The clock on the dash read two thirty-five a.m. He glanced at his partner, Dom, who wiped the sleep from the corners of his eyes and yawned. This was their fourteenth call since their shift began at eight o’clock the previous morning. Shifts like this often had Jacob questioning why he continued to put his body and mind through sleepless nights and emotional torment. A normal person slept through the night, while he sped toward houses to rescue people he didn’t know who cried for his help. He shook off the doubt and remembered why he devoted his life to this, because he was born to be a paramedic.
“Take a left on Old Dominion Highway and then a right on Collins Road. The house should be a half mile down the road on the left side,” Jacob instructed.
“Copy that,” Dom responded.
Jacob slid the map book into its slot in the center console. His head fell back against the seat. How bad of a car wreck could it be in a residential neighborhood? If the accident occurred on the highway, the possibility of serious injuries grew exponentially, but on a small country road like Collins, the potholes riddling that stretch of road made it impossible to gain enough speed to cause serious bodily harm.
Jacob’s cell phone vibrated in his pocket. “Hello?”
“Hey, it’s Chief Holland,” his voice somber.
“Trent, I will never call you Chief. I don’t care how many times you write me up.”
Trent was appointed the EMS Chief after Joe Galloway, the former EMS Chief was arrested. The events of the previous summer shook the EMS to its core. Trent pieced the service back together and earned the respect of all the men, which made the transition to chief an easy one.
Trent sighed. “Jacob, listen to me for a second. Law enforcement just arrived at the accident and it turns out it’s one vehicle. The patient is your wife, Kara. I had my radio on scan and overheard them running the tags.”
The hair on the back of his neck stood. “Are you sure? What is she doing driving around Weston at two in the morning? Is she okay?” Was she injured, or worse, dead?
“Yes, I’m sure she’s going to be okay, although I haven’t heard an update from them on possible injuries. I’m heading that way now.”
The air sucked out of Jacob’s lungs. His throat tightened making it difficult to breathe.
Dom’s eyes drew together. “Brother, you okay?”
Jacob held up a single finger in the air. “We’re two minutes out.” He ended the call and slid the phone back into his pocket. “It’s Kara. Get us there, now.” He couldn’t imagine what his life would be like without Kara in it. They’d been married for just over a year and he’d never been happier in his entire life. Ignoring all of Kara’s advances, he almost lost her until she broke through the wall around his heart. .
Dom pressed down on the accelerator.
“This can’t be happening. I hope her and…” the lights in the distance came into view.
Before the ambulance stopped, Jacob bolted out the door and ran toward the white Pontiac G6 wrapped around a telephone pole. The windshield was cracked in a star pattern and the airbag had deployed. Two officers stood in front of the car talking to Kara. She sat on the hood, and arched her back. Her pregnant belly stuck out.
“Baby, are you okay?” Jacob asked, out of breath. A line of perspiration traced down the side of his face onto his uniform shirt.
Dom stood behind Jacob.
Kara supported herself with her left hand and held onto her distended belly with the right. “Yeah, I think so. A deer ran out of nowhere in front of me. I missed him, but not this pole.” She surveyed the damage and shook her head.
“Don’t worry about the car, that’s what insurance is for. I’m more worried about you and the baby.”
She extended her hand toward Jacob. “Help me up. I swear I can’t move, or breathe anymore. I can’t wait until this little girl is born.” She smiled, patting her stomach.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I think we need to take you to the hospital.”
Kara waved her hand in the air. “No, I’m fine. You’re overreacting.”
Jacob draped his arm over her shoulder. “Listen, I’m taking you to the hospital and that’s the end of the discussion. Don’t make me throw you’re pregnant butt over my shoulder and carry you off kicking and screaming.”
She chuckled. “I’d like to see you try lifting me. I’m the size of a house.”
“You can say that again, Miss Kara,” Dom said.
Kara rested her hands on her hips. “Haven’t you heard it’s not nice to call a pregnant woman fat?”
Dom held his hands up in the air in front of him, surrendering. “All I did was agree with you.”
The corners of Kara’s lips lifted upward forming a half smile.
Jacob examined his wife for injuries. He cancelled Trent over the radio and then arranged for a tow truck to take her car to a body shop in Evergreen. He put their unit out of service, with the approval of Trent, and helped Kara into the back of the ambulance.
“Are you taking me home?” Kara asked.
Dom looked over his shoulder through the crawl space that separated the front and back of the ambulance.
“No, we’re going to the hospital to make sure you and the baby are okay.”
Dom nodded and shifted the ambulance into gear.
Kara rested her arms across her belly. “I told you that I’m fine. The baby is kicking up a storm. I don’t want to go to the hospital.”
Jacob shook his head. “I don’t care. You can be as stubborn and angry as you want, but I’m not taking any chances. The airbag went off and it could’ve done something to the baby, or worse, you.”
Kara let out a sigh. “I’m fine, really. This is embarrassing. I don’t want to see the people I work with.”
Jacob ignored her pleading. “I’m not taking any chances.” He reached over to take her hand. “What were you doing out on Collins Road this time of night? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Weston?”
Kara rested her head against the pillow behind her head. “I don’t feel well. Can we talk about this later?”
Jacob rested a hand on Kara’s shoulder, concern etched deep lines into his face. “What’s going on?” He grasped her wrist and felt for a radial pulse, silently counting the beats thumping against his fingers.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little dizzy.” Kara stared into the concerned eyes of her husband.
A dark colored Charger following so close Jacob couldn’t see the head lights caught his attention. It drove him crazy when people disregarded the law of following an emergency vehicle at least five hundred feet. He peered through the window. It looked like a state trooper vehicle. He planned on giving the officer an ear full if he followed them to the hospital. A short time later, they arrived at Brewster County hospital. Dom opened the rear doors and Kara climbed down, holding onto his hand with Jacob behind her, helping steady her as she exited the ambulance.
Jacob followed his wife into the ER and sat next to her. After several tests, the doctor determined Kara and the baby were uninjured. The news sent a wave of relief through Jacob.
Kara took off the hospital gown and put her clothes back on. She sat down on a chair and leaned forward to pull on her shoes, but her pregnant belly got in the way. Jacob knelt on the floor to assist. He caught the gaze of her bright blue eyes, holding his.
Kara caressed the side of his face. “Do you know how much I love you?”
Jacob held up two fingers inches apart. “This much?”
Kara chuckled. “A little bit more than that.”
A serious expression took over the smile on his face. “You can’t be angry with me because I was worried about you and the baby. Sometimes you have to let me be the man in this relationship.”
“Okay, just this once.” Kara smiled.
Sitting in his car in the parking lot outside the emergency room, the man took a long drag off his cigarette and blew the smoke out of the window. His eyes narrowed as he watched Kara waddle into the emergency room with Jacob in tow. He flipped the finished cigarette out the car window climbed out of his Dodge Charger, and strolled across the parking lot toward the emergency room. His fists clenched as he neared the ambulance.
Dom slid his phone into his pants pocket. “Hello sir, how are you this morning?”
“Doing fine, doing fine. How about yourself?”
Dom shook his head. “Been a crazy shift. I’ll be glad when it’s over.”
“That bad, huh?” Talking to Jacob’s partner got his blood boiling again.
Dom rubbed his temples. “We’ve had one call after another. I don’t see an end coming soon enough.”
“I don’t know how y’all do this job. You have my upmost respect. Try and get some rest while you can.” He extended his arm. He firmly gripped Dom’s hand and stared into his eyes, pushing down the urge to slam the guy’s head into the back of the ambulance. “My name is Pete Oldenbrook. It’s nice to meet you.”
“I’m Dom. Nice to meet you too, sir.”
Pete released his grip and a grin stretched across his lips. He nodded and then flashed a white badge over the sensor. The sliding glass door opened. He stopped at the nurse’s desk and stared down the empty hall leading to the various rooms. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed the admitting clerk speaking with a woman seated at the window. He left the emergency room and walked down the long hallway leading to the security office. He’d agreed to work another security officer’s remaining four hours of his shift. After he spoke with the off-going officer, he sat at the desk and watched the monitors of the emergency room.
For several weeks he had followed Jacob, watching him from a distance. The scanner he purchased had come in handy. On his way to work, he heard the accident blare over the radio and made a detour to the scene. No one noticed him.
Your time is coming, Jacob.