Free Hunters Hit List (Fox Brothers Book 1) by Lolah Lace Page A

hopped out the back seat. It was time to put up or shut up. No matter what Max personally felt about Roy Raymond, he couldn’t stand by and let hunters be slaughtered by vampires.
    Scar walked up to Max’s drivers door. She looked in at Max hopeful of the future they would have together.
    “Can you do this?” Max was worried because of the intense feelings he felt for Scar. He didn’t want to be the kind of boyfriend that worried about his very capable girlfriend but he really cared for Scar.
    “Of course, piece of chocolate cake.” Scar pranced off while Max watched. She had a great ass. He couldn’t wait to get his hands all over her soft but firm butt cheeks. He smiled to himself when the thought entered his depraved mind.
    Ryan looked over at Max. “You know you are acting really gross right now.”
    “Jealous.” Max snickered.
    Scar left the brothers and sauntered into the roadhouse. The cigarette smoke was thick. That was one of the things she hated about these places. She wondered if she would die of second hand smoke before a vampire ever took her life.
    She spotted Roy Raymond right away. He was sitting at the bar all alone. He was tall and thin with pale red leathery skin.
    There was a full glass of brown liquor in front of him, Scotch perhaps. Scotch was his favorite. Scar remembered. She had a good mind for remembering the small details. This always helped her when she was out on the road hunting vampires.
    Scar walked over toward Roy. She didn’t want to scare him off so subtle was her means of operation. Roy was a loner and a pain in the ass if she remembered him correctly. She blocked all the negative feelings bubbling to the surface. She hoped he brushed his teeth. She was utterly focused on her target.
    A male bar Patron noticed Scar. A lot of men noticed Scar but there was something a little different about this guy. He looked suspicious, much too interested in Scar.
    Looking suspicious in a bar full of rowdy testosterone filled male hunters wasn’t anything new for Scar. Everyone in there looked suspicious, including Scar. A young black woman in a dive bar full of shady dirty white men, yes that looked fairly suspicious.
    This guy watching Scar was different, which was a hard fate to carry out but there was something off putting about this guy.
    Scar never noticed the conspicuous lurker. She was on a mission and that mission was Roy. She never even detected the guy with the scraggly gray and black beard eyeing her out from the distance.
    “Hi there.” The odd man spoke and nodded to Scar as she passed him. She only nodded and ignored him. She had her eyes on one man tonight, Roy Raymond number three. He had to be warned. And that’s why she was there. Not to make small talk with some guy who would definitely be hitting on her soon.
    Scar took the vacant seat at the bar next to Roy.
    “Hey Roy.” Scar greeted number three.
    Roy smiled when he saw Scar. She had that effect on men.
    “Hey I know you.” Roy tried to contain his excitement but Scar excited men in places that were hidden behind the zippers of their worn blue jeans.
    “Yeah you do. We’ve met before, years ago, even hunted together.”
    “Can I buy you a drink?”
    “I don’t know. Can you?” Scar flirted.
    “I sure can.” Roy raised his hand to flag down the bartender. The bartender walked over to them.
    “Something for the pretty lady?”
    “Rum and coke.” Scar said to the bartender as Roy looked on. He couldn’t believe his luck, a woman as beautiful as Scar having a drink with him. It must be his lucky day.
    After small talk and a short amount of time, Scar’s plan was coming to fruition. It didn’t take much work on her part but Scar got Roy off his barstool. He eagerly followed her to the back of the bar. Scar and Roy walked outside the back door of the roadhouse. Roy just knew he was in for a good time. It never occurred to him that a woman of Scar’s caliber would never be interested in him. He was still