Free Evil in Hockley by William Buckel Page A

head south at half past
eleven. I’ll give you directions.”
    “So you can kill us?”
    “Don’t be stupid. You’re the one who
wants me dead. All I want is Shelley and the name of the man who
killed Jarrod. The rest of you mean shit. You can live die or do
whatever you want. Just give me Shelley and you get
Bobby.”
    “All right Harry. See you at
midnight.”

Chapter 17
     
    Sandy brought coffee for everyone but
Bobby. He was given a glass of water.
    “So where do we do the exchange?” asked
Sandy.
    “On the Humber river bridge near the
intersection of Hockley and Airport Road. It’s not as open as I’d
like but there’s traffic. Enough to keep them from making a major
assault. Besides there are a few houses nearby. Not close enough
for neighbours to see exactly what’s going on but enough that if
they start shooting the police will be called in. I only want
Shelley, nothing more for now.”
    Sandy said,
    “After we give them Jimmy we can’t
bring Shelley here.”
    “I’ll tell you where we’ll take her,
later.”
     
    At eleven o’clock that night Harry
parked his car near the corner of Airport and Hockley Road. He
walked to the bridge and scouted the area. At half past eleven he
called John Dean to verify his position. He told the preacher to
proceed south on Airport Road. Fifteen minutes later he gave Dean
the exact location for the trade. Ten minutes after that a car
parked at the side of the highway. The driver John Dean walked to
the passenger side of the sedan and escorted Shelley over the
bridge toward Harry. As arranged Karma led the handcuffed Bobby
Mercer toward the bridge.
    There was only twenty feet of space
separating Mercer and Shelley. Harry noted she was still bound,
hands clasped, with leather lacing. A pencil was shoved deep into
each of her eyes. She appeared placid, almost comatose.
    It happened quickly.
    Shelley ripped the leather lacing
binding her hands then pulled the pencils from her eyes. Blood
gushed from her hands and her eyes. Her face transformed along with
her body features.
    It was Lenea.
    Lenea held up an effigy and chanted
several words. Harry turned to see Karma’s wide eyes as she tumbled
to the ground. Harry knew she’d been taken completely off guard.
Bobby ran toward the preacher. On the way he body butted Harry
sending him to one knee. Lenea put both hands on either side of his
face and loudly chanted. Her cries echoed through the
night.
    Harry felt drugged and as though he
were tied with invisible ropes. John Dean led him to the sedan and
pushed him into the back seat then sat beside him. Lenea removed
the cuffs from Bobby who jumped into the driver’s seat of the
sedan. Harry felt groggy but he could see Lenea approaching
Karma.
    “Well dear sister, it seems you’re
indisposed at the present time. Did you really think you could
vanquish the combined powers of John and I? You’re little more than
a joke.”
    Karma lay helpless on the side of the
road.
    Headlights appeared from the south side
of the bridge and aimed at Lenea. She calmly returned to the sedan
and climbed into the passenger side then gestured Bobby to
drive.
    It was Sandy and she had wedged her car
between Karma and Lenea. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Karma and
Sandy were both safe and it appeared Lenea and John were content
with the rescue mission and his capture. They drove north toward
home.
    Lenea held her hands high and chanted.
Blood stopped flowing and the wounds where the lacing had bound her
bones together healed. He suspected her eyes did as well. It must
have been a illusion. No one could heal that quickly.
    She turned to him then said,
    “We’ll have a homecoming celebration
for you tonight. You’ll be the guest of honour. Sounds exciting
don’t you think?”
    She spoke as though a child going to a
birthday party.
     
    Harry felt every punch and kick assault
him as Bobby Mercer giggled like a maniac. Both he and Joe divvyed
out the punishment. Harry passed out from time to