Chapter 29

His wits kicked to the surface when he hit the ground, he struck with enough sense to roll the cell phone was scattered in pieces all over the ground, his Gun dropping. He came to his knees, he groped to the nearest car to get up and right himself.

The jogger rammed him back over the hood of the car, A gun arced threw the air toward Brian's head. He grabbed the mans wrist and twisted, wrenching the flesh then spun from the hood of the car. They separated long enough for Brian to scoop up his own gun. but the guy hit him from behind and they both went down, rolling and snarling like two wolves.

In the distant a woman was calling 911. Brian dragged the brawl over to the curb into the woods, and away from bystanders, but beyond that his only salient thought was for Abby and Sarra and why this man was stalking them.

"Son of a bitch" He lunged at the man's forearm slamming him against the tree,The mans fingers sprang open his pistol dropped to the ground,Brian drove his .45 into the mans Adam apple.

"D-don't sh- shoot d-don't "

"Who are you?" Brian growled. A warm river of blood trailed down the back of his neck."And I'd better like the answer or your brains are going to fertilize this park for the next ten years.:"

"ID. B-back pocket."

"Lie down."

The man dropped to his knees Brian helping then spread out on his stomach, lacing his hands behind his head. Brian reached into his back pocket and dug out  a wallet. He looked at the drivers license then double checked the next ID and sifted through a small stack of cards, visa American express Starbucks, block buster and _ Jesus H Christ a local library card.He read the name on the license again thought about what Phil had been saying when the world went black, and rolled the man to his back.

"You are a private investigator?" Brian asked "Watching Sarra Jane?"

"John Hanson Hanson investigations." He spit out from the corner of his mouth,.

"Why are you watching her?" Who Hired you?"

"That is confidential inf_

Brian grabbed Hanson by his shirt collar dragged him to a stump and spread Hanson's fingers on it He held the hand immobile and lifted his .45 in the air as if aiming the but of the gun at the pinkie,.

"No-no-no! okay" the man sputtered turning three shades of yellow.

"Who hired you to watch Sarra Jane?"

"She did! he squealed "I was keeping an eye on her daughter Sarra was afraid her ex husband might come for the little girl."

Brian waited, needed a moment for that to sink in while sirens wailed to a stop in the parking lot. He dropped his arm yanked Hanson to his feet, then heard footsteps, cocked pistols and angry voices.

"Stop! Police! Drop the weapon!"

Brian looked up letting go of Hanson and dangling his gun on the top of his finger.

"Well shit." He said

I know its short but its late I will upload tomorrow. I'm tired I hope y'all liked it its all coming together pretty nicely now I'm pretty happy with it. Let me know what y'all think I will take good the bad or the ugly I just want to know what everyone is thinking about it..,Good night