The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 89
Alexander
There were two steaming bowls of soup on the table when Kayden and I went back into the cottage, and the woman bade us eat. After we complied, we thanked the both of them for their hospitality and began our hike back to town.
While we walked, I caught Kayden up on the intel I gathered from the little girl.
seriously.
s mouth, hesitated, and laughed.
“What?”
ing, it’s just that I was about to ask, out of habit, if y
said, smiling amusedly but also earnest in my statement.
thinking.
to accept the change.
stance earlier,” I told the shop owner. “I can’t tell
ike it was an alien artifact. “I didn’t even really help you,” she muttered. “I can’t accept this, sir.”
suggested, “and give us some directions, if you wouldn’t mind?”
ure,” she answered. “Where you
around here, and how do we get there?”
ht train will take you right there. It’s just the next stop af
n hour before dawn the next morning.
ntil the first bus of the day rolled up in perfect sync with the first sign of daylight.
ted very early in the fishing village, apparently.
of the townspeople about Iris directly, this time. Instead, I
lking directions to Terry’s shoreside
market, but that still didn’t mean that sunrise was an optimal time to disrupt a person at their home.
s cups of black tea, I told Kayden I couldn’t wait any longer, and we set out on our hike.
ed by concrete pylons plunged into the shallow depths.
shoreline lazily.
ery slip, which told me the cabin’s inhabitants were likely inside, not out fishing.
es as we approached the cabin.
o him in the sand.
the interior door eased open slowly. A tall figure took shape behind the dark screen door.
ss at the figure’s side and discerned that they were holding so
ry sorry to surprise you like this,” I called up the stair
are you?” she
y?”
iend of mine,” I explained, my sense of danger increasing with every passing second. “I
silent for about two sec
my neck stood on edge.
-fire.
door, crossed the threshold and marched to the edge of the deck.
kled from long years of sun exposure but probably no older than f
my head.
ard in surrender.
very sorry,” I said calmly
then descended the steps and began to
nit.
man pursued us slowly, giving c
e lower your weapon.”
ing range.”
eant you no offense. Please,
the both of you into fish food,” she hollered.
ing backward, our pace nearing a jog no
e said, “turn around now and start running.”
gun.
y just to turn my back and
m shifting.
l that I was going to just passively turn my back to anyone with a gun aimed at my head.
from the house: “TERRY! TERRY, STOP!”
eyes on us. She said nothing in reply to the person in the house
m the cabin, pushing through the screen door and crossing the deck. I held my focus on the gun that was still poin
erson shouted. “They’re not a threat.
cocked and lowered to Terry’s side did I finally look over at the deck to see who it was.
.
o her heart and smiled.
s.