Free Lost Sols 1: Ancient Treasure by James Bisceglia Page B

hunt. There was a nice little camp he had set up not far from the kill at Sun River. Now came the hard part of the field dressing and preparing the Grizzly for transport. He began with bleeding the massive bear and severed the jugular. Among other things he would remove the heart, bladder, intestines, and lungs. He had a long day of bloody work ahead.
    Benjamin Carson enjoyed being out of the city and away from the agency. He relished the quiet life and time away from the daily grind. As he pulled on his pants he looked forward to the ride back to Sun River. It looked like a beautiful sunset as he looked out the window. His mistress lived in Fort Shaw and was far enough away from his cabin to keep hidden from his wife. Carla was still in bed naked as he gave her a kiss goodbye. “Please stay Ben?” she asked. She was always unhappy and disappointed when he left. He had managed to take a few trips to his getaway without his wife, and would stay the night. She said she felt used when he left so quickly. “Not tonight baby, maybe another time.” He never felt guilty when he returned to his wife. He had worked hard during their marriage and she spent his money almost as fast as he could make it. He went outside, untied his horse, and began the journey home.
    As he came around a bend in the trail Benjamin noticed an old truck with a rotting canopy blocking the way. The hood was up and a man was looking at the engine. As he was preparing to go around, he got closer and saw a grizzly bear in the back of the truck. It was a massive bear, and it had the proper tags so the kill was legal. “That’s quite the kill you’ve got there. It’s a big son of a bitch. Having t rouble with the engine?” he asked the man under the hood. The man looked up. “I think it’s the battery. I borrowed this old wreck for this trip from a friend. I don’t know much about old trucks. Would you like to take a look?”
    Agent Carson dismounted from his horse. When he bent over to look into the engine the man jabbed him in the side with a taser he had hidden. It was unexpected and painful. He dropped to the ground immediately and was unable to move.
    Martino quickly bound the hands, the feet, and covered the mouth of his captive with duct tape. He cut off his clothes and threw them in a nearby fire he had started. He attached the cell phone to the bridle on the horse and smacked it on the backside. The horse continued down the trail on its own. Hopefully the CIA was in need of a horse. They would eventually find this one.
    Martino looked at the grizzly then at the bound agent. He had done well with the grizzly. The hours of work were worth the effort. The cavity he created would be big enough for the small man. He peeled the duct tape off the agent’s mouth. “Take these pills.” he said. The agent had recovered from the taser and was angry . “I’m not taking any pills. Do you know who I am?” he asked. “I do know who you are. You will never know who I am. Would you rather be conscious or unconscious when I shove you in that bear and sew you up?” Martino replied. “You’re going to regret this. I hope you enjoy your last days on Earth.” the Agent said. Martino punched him in the gut. “Alright, I’ll take the pills. Why are you doing this? What did I do to you?” Benjamin asked as he tried to breathe. “Someone would like to have a few words with you.” Martino said.
    He completed his sewing on the grizzly and made sure he left a gap for air so the man wouldn’t suffocate. Normally this job would have been over and the agent would be dead. In this case Enzo wanted to personally finish him. After hearing the story about Maria he understood why. He had a sister also. When family was involved, vengeance was personal. The delivery would be made, he would get paid, and he’d still have the grizzly. Justice would be served by the immediate family as it had always been in the past.
    Ice bags were packed in where possible to prevent