Part 62 (1/2)

Annja covered the distance fast and slammed the side of her hand down on David's wrist, hearing a snap as she did so.

David shrieked and grabbed his wounded wrist. ”What the h.e.l.l!”

Jenny slapped Sheila across the face. ”That's for lying to us.”

David cradled his gun hand and frowned. ”You're supposed to be dead.”

”They would be if you did it properly,” Sheila said.

”I tied those ropes tighter than anyone could have gotten loose. They must have had help,” David said.

Did we ever, Annja thought. ”You're a real piece of work, David. Not only are you a loathsome sc.u.mbag, but you'd kill a child as easily as draw a breath. Real nice, aren't you?”

”Joey would have told someone. I couldn't take the chance. He had to go just like you two.”

Annja leaned forward and put her face inches from David's. ”And all that sweet talk last night on your porch? About how you lured me out here through Jenny? What was that all about?”

”Whatever it takes to achieve the goal,” he said.

But Annja could see her comment had hit the mark. Sheila didn't look happy. Annja saw her face darken momentarily. ”Your man here has a bit of a libido problem, doesn't he?” she said pressing the point.

”I don't know what you're talking about,” Sheila snapped.

”Don't you? You think you're the only woman he's led astray? He's probably got a dozen more dumb chicks like you in Canada.”

Sheila looked at Dave. ”Tell her that's not true.”

”It's not. There's only you, babe.”

Annja laughed. ”I'll bet.”

David frowned. ”Don't listen to her. She's just trying to get you upset so you'll turn on me.”

Annja pulled up a chair and sat down. ”Do you mind telling me what this is all about in the first place? We're all a bit tired of guessing and you clearing up some of this would be greatly appreciated.”

David smirked. ”You haven't figured it out?”

”There hasn't been much to figure out. We've got you contacting Jenny, but for what reason I can't fathom. Simpson and Baker are intent on capturing big foot. And then there's you two running some kind of illegal operation here and trying to get us all killed. I can't connect the dots, so why don't you do it for me?”

”Why would I make your life any easier?” David said.

Annja smiled and then leaned forward to grab his hand. He yelped as she did so. Annja held his wrist. ”I think the bone's broken here.”

”Which one,” David said. ”You nailed it good.”

Annja twisted the wrist a little and David screamed. ”Wow, you're right. Maybe I did get a couple of them. I guess I just don't know my own strength sometimes, huh?”

David's face paled. ”Stop it. You're killing me!”