Chapter 66


    Chapter 1–Book 2 (Just a Girl Alone)


    Ok, here is the start of the next book, there will be three total. I decided to just post them here with The


    Spare as a bundle.


    Book 2 “Just a Girl Alone”


    by Lori Ameling


    Chapter 1 Book 2****


    Hello there, my name is November Jane Fosters. I got my name because my mother didn‘t have a


    name for me, so she used the month I was born in. My middle name was from the name tag of my


    mothers nurse.


    My mother is Katherine Ariel Fosters, sorry I don‘t know who my father was. Though through the years


    I have


    . had several failed attemps by my mothers boy friends. They were all losers of course. My mother


    knew how to really pick ‘em.


    Of, course she went and married thest one, he is a really nice guy, deep down, realllyyyy Deeep


    Down. Oh, who am I kidding, he is a worthless, asshole piece of shit from the bottom of a well used


    porta potty. Kinda looks like it too.


    He likes to beat my mom and steal money from me. He is more sessful at the first one. I am a little


    smarter than my mother. Alcohol has ruined her brain.


    The worthless crap is my sorta step father, his name is James Springer. He is a creeper if there ever


    was one. He is always saying nasty things to me, it is only a matter of time before he tries something. I


    do have to


    sleep, even though the door is locked and I have everything piled infront of it while I sleep.


    Still those kind of shits, always seem to have the knowledge to find ways to be bad. Why can‘t they use


    their devious minds to find a damn job.


    We live kinda in the middle of nowhere, well ok, not exactly but we can see it from the back door


    anyway. I walk five miles down the road and meet up with Maggi, she is a middle aged woman, who


    works at a motel on the out skirts of town. It is actually a collection of little cabins, I work with her to


    clean them. 2


    I don‘t make a lot of money but I do make enough to hide away, I give mom and dear old step dad


    twenty bucks a week. I get paid around one hundred and fifty a week. If he only knew.


    .


    I have been saving up my money, I have bought some camping survival type gear and a back pack,


    just in case things go really bad, I can just run to the woods and make my way from there.


    Still James disappears for a couple days at a time. When mom asks him where he has been, he just


    slugs her in the face and asks where is dinner.


    It is odd, sometimes he has blood on his clothes. Not sure I really want to know what the piece of shit is


    doing for three days, it isn‘t working on a job or looking for one. He always has cash though when he


    returns.


    As it turns out though sometimes fate shows you whats up anyway, whether you wish to know or not.


    Believe me when I tell you, that I never thought that what I found would change my life forever.


    Jack Dawson was finally going on his walkabout, he couldn‘t wait, it had been a long time since he has


    had any peace. Not that he minded that his n has gotten bigger, the adopted children were doing


    great. I


    Everything was in order, his second Sam, short for Samson Tolver. Was going to be taking care of


    things while he was away. He was also taking care of his boys. They were tramatized by all that


    happend to them, with some love, care and purpose they are getting better. 2


    There were a couple of hidden holes for Jack should he need it, there were burner phones inside the


    packs in case he had an emergency. The packs mostly consisted of some food, fuel source, a couple


    of sr nkets and of course some clothes.


    He won’t be taking anything with


    He won‘t be taking anything with him, he was going to be in his Grizzly, Brutus. Brutus was over the


    moon with this idea. He hadn‘t been


    out for a long run in a long time. Brutus was a golden with silver tipped fur grizzly bear. He was a smart


    ass most of the time. A pain in the ass the other times.


    He was a very wise and soft hearted bear. He was also a brutal fighter. Down right nasty lethal when


    he was pissed or protecting cubs. He also had a huge sweet tooth, especialy for cinnamon rolls with all


    the sticky icing. 2


    Heughed when he felt Brutus perk up when Jack thought of cinnamon rolls.


    “You are just going to have to suck it up till we get back, there won‘t be any cinnamon rolls or sticky


    buns where


    we are going.”


    “Stick it up your ass, Jack!” ~


    The usual reply from his Bear when he wasn‘t getting what he wanted.


    Jack was 25 now and had yet to find a mate, for bears it isn‘t so certain as it is with perhaps wolves or


    other were species. Yes, they will know, though not until they mate with them for the first time. Like all


    rtionship issue‘s. It is a littleplicated. 3


    Still he was out and on his way by early morning, Brutus was having the time of his life, sniffing


    everything. Taking a swim and then eating some wild blueberries. Marking trees with his ws.


    Everything a normal bear likes to do, as well as napping in the sun.


    It is going to be the best walkabout he has ever had. He can feel the fresh


    .


    we are going.”


    “Stick it up your ass, Jack!”


    The usual reply from his Bear when he wasn‘t getting what he wanted.


    Jack was 25 now and had yet to find a mate, for bears it isn‘t so certain as it is with perhaps wolves or


    other were‘ species. Yes, they will know, though not until they mate with them for the first time. Like all


    rtionship issue‘s. It is a littleplicated.


    Still he was out and on his way by early morning, Brutus was having the time of his life, sniffing


    everything. Taking a swim and then eating some wild blueberries. Marking trees with his ws.


    Everything a normal bear likes to do, as well as napping in the sun.


    he has ever had. He can feel the fresh


    Avery Endstead was the local sheriff and drug dealer. His jurisdiction was vast because of the rual


    nature of his area.


    That made him what he liked to think of as kind of a god. He was the onlyw enforcement for a


    hundred mile radius, sure if he needed help he could always just call the staties.


    No way was he going to do that though, he had too good of an operation going on to do something as


    stupid as calling the state patrol. Avery and his friend James had a good thing going here.


    He was making a nice little stack of cash for his retirement and if anyone found out too much or got in


    the way, his old pal James would take care of it for him.


    He knew what James did for his little


    hobbie, he was willing to look the other way though. Just some stupid bitches and some snot nosed


    brats, what did he care. He didn‘t get them in his area, he only buried them here.


    He was curious though what it would be like to do something like that, maybe some day he will ask


    James if he could tag along on one of his hobby runs.


    He did wonder why James married that Kathy woman, her daughter he could understand she was a


    fine piece of ass but the mother holy catfish, was as ugly as mr. potato head with two weeks of rot in a


    dark basement.


    I suppose though that is what happens to you, when you spend your day with captain morgan and go


    to bed with jack daniels.


    He couldn‘t understand though, why


    James was not trying something with the daughter. Maybe it was all that raven ck hair. He did seem


    to prefer blonds and red heads. Sigh, trying to figure out what was going on in that perverts head was


    like trying to baptise a cat.


    He pulled up to the cabin in the woods where James kept his, what he called specials. With a sigh he


    honked the horn, so he could give James a ride home. Till he gets another itch to scratch anyway.


    FBI special Agent David Whitmore was on his way to Argon County to talk with the local Sheriff about


    to see if he has had any missing women or children in his area. There have been reports in every


    county surrounding Argon county, none though in Argon itself.


    –


    .


    As an experienced Agent his gut instinct says that either they know something or the kidnapper is living


    there. Even possibly both. He thought that the missing women might also unfortunately be dead.


    The longer a kidnapped victim is gone the more likely they will not be found alive. Then there is always


    the case of trafficking. That was to David the worst thing you could do, next to being a serial killer.


    Something about this case was bugging him and his Bear Jin. Jin thinks that a bear might be involved.


    That is why they are heading for Argon county clear up in the middle of nowhere. His youngest brother


    used to go to school with another Grizzly werebear, Jack Dawson was his name.


    David wondered if he was still


    around. Perhaps being a bear himself he might lend a hand or have some useful information. His


    youngest brother Danny, was killed in a car ident three years ago. After Danny was killed, David


    didn‘t have any more family. It‘s just him now.


    He was the oldest of three boys, Danny was born third, the second was Devon he died when he was


    ten years old from drowing in the river under the ice. 2


    David was 47 years old, he knew that the time for finding a mate had long since past. Jin even


    epted that they were going to remain bachelors. Not so bad really, though when he retires it is going


    to be lonely. (2)


    Who know‘s maybe he will find himself a nice round pretty gal and have apanion for when he is


    done working


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