Free Dying Days 5 by Armand Rosamilia Page B

could get Taylor and destroy this new threat, it would be even sweeter for him.
    He knew he couldn't petition The Lich Lord to get rid of Scotty or let Jeff kill the guy, so as long as their leader was none the wiser...
    Scotty seemed too smart to be led out on a scouting mission without knowing what was going to happen. He'd make sure Jeff stayed in front where he could see him, but maybe it still wouldn't be enough. Jeff could get one of his goons to kill the guy, and then if The Lich Lord called Jeff on the carpet he could deny having any knowledge about it.
    But it was too risky, even though the end result would be great.
    Jeff would watch and learn. It was all he could do right now. Besides, he had work to do. Work that would strengthen not only the compound but his place in it.
    He turned to go back to his home and fish out another bottle of bourbon he'd hidden in the wall when he saw one of the newer women who'd recently come into the compound. He smiled.
    "Excuse me," Jeff said as he approached her. She was covered in sweat, her white shirt clinging to her big chest and a pair of tight jean shorts, shaping her gorgeously big ass. She was Puerto Rican or Mexican or something exotic, and she had the big ass and tits Jeff so loved.
    When she saw him, she frowned and stopped walking down the sidewalk, glancing across the street for an escape.
    Jeff put his hands up. "Hey, I'm just stopping you to talk. I'm Jeff. I'm the guy who helped bring you to safety, remember?"
    "I remember," she said.
    Jeff loved her New York-tinged accent. She was so sexy. He could only imagine what a night with her would be like, and he wanted to find out. He'd already forgotten about Taylor and her new boyfriend.
    "Where are you staying?" Jeff asked.
    She paused before answering, and kept taking small steps forward and away from him. He knew the jerkoffs had already told her to stay away from him. Not that it really mattered. "They have a bunch of us cramped into what might've been a storage unit."
    Jeff shook his head. "That really sucks. I have a full bar to myself. Two stories. I set up a couple of beds and even have a couch. When's the last time you saw a movie?"
    She just stared at Jeff and was probably trying to figure out what his angle was.
    "I have a sixty-inch television. Six TV's, actually, in the bar. And so many DVD's I'll die before I watch half of them." He knew she looked intrigued. He went for the kill. "I also have my own bathroom with a running hot shower."
    He'd hooked her. She wiped the grime and sweat from her cheeks and stopped trying to walk away. "How is that possible?"
    "I'm the go-to guy around here. I've been The Lich Lord's right hand man since the beginning of this shit. As such, I have the best of the best when it comes to the spoils. I'm the guy who runs the scouting crews and gets first crack at everything." Jeff smiled. "You like jewelry?"
    "What girl doesn't?"
    "I have a box in the bar overflowing with necklaces, rings, earrings, charms... you name it. And no one to give it to," Jeff said.
    "I'm not really... I need to go."
    "I'm Jeff, by the way, in case I didn't tell you before."
    "I'm Lola. Nice to meet you. I'll see you around."
    Jeff stepped out of her way and put his hands in his pockets. "Yes, it was a pleasure to meet you. If you ever just want to talk, let me know. We can all use friends, right? And if you want a cold beer, a smoke or a shot of whiskey, you know where to find me."
    Lola stared at Jeff for nearly a minute before finally speaking again. "What kind of whiskey?"
    Jeff tried not to smile and acted casual. He'd hooked her. "I have six bottles left, from the bar, that are about half full, but I have an unopened case of Jameson Irish hidden behind the bar. I really hate drinking alone, to be honest."
    Lola smiled. "I guess one drink won't hurt. Lead the way."
    Jeff asked her a bunch of inane questions as they went to the bar, feigning interest when Lola told him all about where she grew up and