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We are back with Ezekiel Hallow in Featherweight (Hallow Brothers 6). This week’s word prompt is “unhappy”. We are taking a bit of a step back this week then be on track next week.
**Warning - There is adult situations and adult language.**
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When Ezekiel reached his truck, he pried open the door quietly. Tossing his bag onto the passenger seat, he climbed in behind it. Firing on the old beast, he shifted into drive before he slammed the door shut. He drove down the rut filled road with branches smacking the windows, taking the corners as carefully as he could while keeping up his speed. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as sunshine filled the cab when the truck hit the pavement of the highway.
He waited until he was well south of Duluth before he checked his cell. There were seventeen texts and a dozen missed calls, all from Josiah. Ezekiel took a deep breath and hit the button to redial.
“Turn that piece of shit around and get home,” Josiah demanded with a growl.
“Hey, Joe,” Ezekiel replied as he swerved to miss a chunk of blown tire on the road. He nearly lost the cell phone pinched between his ear and shoulder. “How’s it going?”
“Fuck it, Zeke. I’m not kidding.”
“Listen, I know you’re unhappy with me but hear me out.”
“There’s nothing to hear out. There’s no one there to protect you. Together, as a family, we’re safe. Strength in numbers.”
“Together in the camp we’re sitting ducks. Do you have any idea what’ll happen if the bloodsuckers figure out how to disable our UV lights? We’ll get massacred.”
“What are you doing, then? Running? Saving your own ass?”
Ezekiel let go a surprised laugh. “I’m bringing the Book of Elvesayd home. We already have the amulet and the Heka. If we have all three, we can call the shots.”
“Who else is going to go? You all have families. I have no one. Josh is the only other one unmated and one of us should stay home to protect the family. Am I wrong?”
There was silence. “I don’t like this.”
“Didn’t figure you would.”
“We can’t help you if we don’t know where you are. Turn around and get back here. You have a fight to concentrate on.”
“All due respect, bro.” Ezekiel tapped the screen to end the call then powered the phone off. Tossing the cell on the seat beside him, he focused on the road. He had a long journey ahead of him. He’d rather risk death by vampire than die in a car crash.