The Last Stand (Book 3) (The Repentant Demon Trilogy) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Samantha Johns
Cal and Abigail faced a mess of moving boxes, unpacked groceries, and a whole lot of baby equipment. None of which seemed to have anyplace to go. The two of them heaved a big sigh and began putting away things. They ended up packing the nursery items in the back of Abigail's car, lowering the rear seat for more cargo room. These were things they wouldn't need for many months, and they couldn’t help hanging on to a tiny thread of hope that they could just keep them there until it was time to head home again. They actually had very little reason to think they would ever go home again.
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Chapter 2. Preparations
The windows were rattling as Cal was preparing breakfast the next morning. It was their military neighbors again, either building something or destroying something farther down the road near the lake. Curiosity led Abigail to take Angel out for a quick walk, and Cal followed them onto the porch with binoculars. In the distance, they saw a cloud of red dust billowing from beyond a caravan of heavy equipment and trucks coursing toward the lake. They startled to see Brady McFarland in his jeep barreling past them toward the direction of all the commotion.
“I know you want to go over there,” said Abigail, “but your eggs will get cold. I have a feeling whatever it is will still be there after breakfast.”
Cal nodded in agreement and smiled at the realization of how well she knew him. They hadn't even been together for six months and already she could read him like a book. It was a comforting feeling for him, having someone beside him… someone who knew him and cared for him . It is so much better being human than I ever could have imagined, he thought. Neither angels nor demons required personal relationships.
Turning to come back inside, Abigail and Cal recognized the sound of Agent Foley's SUV coming toward them on the gravel road. This was quickly becoming a morning with an unusual amount of traffic for such a desolate location. They awaited his approach up the porch steps, hoping his visit would be brief.
“Are you ready to go to work?” he asked, trying to be jovial. “We've got translating to do. They've started using cell phones again. That's normal when the target date gets near.”
“We were just about to have breakfast,” said Abigail. “ Will he have time for that? You are welcome to join us?”
“ Thanks . I've already eaten,” he answered, giving her a sense of relief. “I'll just wait out here. Take your time eating. You can follow me to the site. That way you won't need me to bring you back.”
Then Foley noticed the damage to the front of the van.
“What happened to the vehicle?” he asked, calmly but with curiosity, “Still having trouble judging your distance?”
Cal had only recently learned to drive, and when Agent Foley noticed the cracked front grill and hanging headlight, he assumed Cal had been responsible.
After explaining the buffalo incident, Cal took the opportunity to say that he needed a gun, as well as a little instruction on how to use it.
“Absolutely, you need weaponry,” Agent Foley agreed. “You've only been here one night so far. I have every intention of preparing you for life in this part of the country. You can pick a couple of guns before you come home today, and get some practice at the firing range. I'd say you need both a pistol and a rifle for now.”
“ Sure you wouldn’t like to come in for some coffee?” Cal asked.
“I'd actually like to explain about what's going on over by the lake,” he said, following them into the cabin. “I'm sure you probably assumed that the military families were moving in. We are also planning for eventual expansion as refuges arrive from nearby towns.”
Agent Foley sat comfortably at the table with them, drinking his steaming cup of coffee. Even
* * *
Chapter 2. Preparations
The windows were rattling as Cal was preparing breakfast the next morning. It was their military neighbors again, either building something or destroying something farther down the road near the lake. Curiosity led Abigail to take Angel out for a quick walk, and Cal followed them onto the porch with binoculars. In the distance, they saw a cloud of red dust billowing from beyond a caravan of heavy equipment and trucks coursing toward the lake. They startled to see Brady McFarland in his jeep barreling past them toward the direction of all the commotion.
“I know you want to go over there,” said Abigail, “but your eggs will get cold. I have a feeling whatever it is will still be there after breakfast.”
Cal nodded in agreement and smiled at the realization of how well she knew him. They hadn't even been together for six months and already she could read him like a book. It was a comforting feeling for him, having someone beside him… someone who knew him and cared for him . It is so much better being human than I ever could have imagined, he thought. Neither angels nor demons required personal relationships.
Turning to come back inside, Abigail and Cal recognized the sound of Agent Foley's SUV coming toward them on the gravel road. This was quickly becoming a morning with an unusual amount of traffic for such a desolate location. They awaited his approach up the porch steps, hoping his visit would be brief.
“Are you ready to go to work?” he asked, trying to be jovial. “We've got translating to do. They've started using cell phones again. That's normal when the target date gets near.”
“We were just about to have breakfast,” said Abigail. “ Will he have time for that? You are welcome to join us?”
“ Thanks . I've already eaten,” he answered, giving her a sense of relief. “I'll just wait out here. Take your time eating. You can follow me to the site. That way you won't need me to bring you back.”
Then Foley noticed the damage to the front of the van.
“What happened to the vehicle?” he asked, calmly but with curiosity, “Still having trouble judging your distance?”
Cal had only recently learned to drive, and when Agent Foley noticed the cracked front grill and hanging headlight, he assumed Cal had been responsible.
After explaining the buffalo incident, Cal took the opportunity to say that he needed a gun, as well as a little instruction on how to use it.
“Absolutely, you need weaponry,” Agent Foley agreed. “You've only been here one night so far. I have every intention of preparing you for life in this part of the country. You can pick a couple of guns before you come home today, and get some practice at the firing range. I'd say you need both a pistol and a rifle for now.”
“ Sure you wouldn’t like to come in for some coffee?” Cal asked.
“I'd actually like to explain about what's going on over by the lake,” he said, following them into the cabin. “I'm sure you probably assumed that the military families were moving in. We are also planning for eventual expansion as refuges arrive from nearby towns.”
Agent Foley sat comfortably at the table with them, drinking his steaming cup of coffee. Even
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