Risen (Book #6 of the Vampire Legends) Read Free Page B

“I’ll
show you what I have. I don’t think you will be disappointed.”
    Mark thought for a second and
then decided he still wanted to get high, so he got out of the car to look at
what they had.
    “Come up here,” one of the guys
on the porch said. “It’s up here.”
    Mark got out of his car and
headed up towards the broken down front porch with iron railings. He knew in
his heart this wasn’t the best idea, but at this point he’d do anything for his
weed, even if it meant entering into the lion’s den.
    As he got to the top of the steps
he saw more guys in the house, staring at him. He got a weird and creepy
feeling about this as they all came out onto the porch to see what was going
on. It was as if he’d entered the wrong side of the tracks and these guys knew
it.

 
    “Well, well, look what the cat
drug in,” one of the guys said, as he came out of the front screen door.
    Mark stood there, waiting for
Romano to show him the weed. He didn’t want to engage with these guys, because
he knew it could end badly and he didn’t want to get hurt. After all, he was a
little bit out of his element. He’d never done a drug deal before.
    Mark stood there waiting and
silently praying that he would leave here in one piece. These guys looked like
they were bad news and he was suddenly regretting his decision to get out of
his car.
    “Where you from, bro?” one guy
asked.
    “You must be from the good side
of the tracks?” another guy said.
    “Well? What cat got your tongue?
Don’t be scared of us,” another guy asked, as he approached Mark and pushed him
on the shoulder.
    “Don’t touch me!” Mark said,
jumping backwards and almost falling down the steps.
    “What’d you say to me?” the guy
retorted. “Nobody speaks to me like that.”
    “I said, DON’T TOUCH ME!” Mark
said, getting angry.
    “You talking back to us?” another
guy said, starting to approach Mark.
    “Listen guys, I’m not here to
make friends. I’m here to see Romano and get my stuff, then I’m going to leave
and you will never see me again.”
    “I think you should leave now,”
the guy said.
    “Maybe I should,” Mark said.
    “Mark, bro, here’s the goods.
Come check it out,” Romano said as he came through the front door.
    “Nah, man, I’m gonna go,” Mark
said, as he turned to walk back to his car.
    “What do you mean?” Romano said. “I
got this for you. You have to pay me.”
    “This is a little too much for
me,” Mark said. “I never should have come.”
    “Well you came, so you have to
pay up.”
    Mark turned back to leave when he
saw that his car was swarmed by even more guys than the ones on the porch.
    “Don’t even try and leave,”
Romano said.
    Mark looked around and for the
first time in a long time began to panic. He didn’t know what to do and he was
definitely outnumbered. He felt like the guys could smell the fear oozing off
of his body.
    “Where’s our dough?” one of the
guys said. “Don’t make us stand around and wait all day long.”
    “Hand it over kid!” another guy
yelled.
    “I’m not giving you anything,”
Mark yelled back with authority. “I don’t owe you a penny. I’m outta here!”
    He turned to walk away, leaving
Romano and some other guys looking dumbfounded on the porch. He could tell by
the looks on their faces that they’d never been spoken to like that ever. Mark
didn’t care though all he cared about was getting back to his car and leaving
that sketch hood.
    He started walking down the
steps, feeling an intense serge of energy come over him. It was as if his adrenaline
was kicking in, except its intensity was insurmountable. It was a feeling he
wasn’t quite sure he knew what do to with. He could feel his body begin to
shake and tremble inside as the thought of these guys ganging up on his grew
into a reality.
    “Let’s get him!” the guys
shouted.
    “Romano, who is this punk! Let’s
beat him down!” the other guys said.
    “Beat him to a pulp!”