Today’s excerpt is from Horace
Goes Home, the second of three Elmer Bader books. Hector and some of his men capture the three
thugs planning to do in Horace. Enjoy
and have a fantastic day.
m.j.
After John’s car
passed the original spotter, then started down the long drive, Hector ordered,
“Barn, take out the first guy. Car, slow
down just a bit.”
The man in the
barn immediately told his two men there to capture the first man watching the
ranch. Elmer told John to slow
slightly. A few seconds later the man in
the barn was told the first man was secure.
Per their plan, the two men there would drive both cars down with the
captive when told to. When the first
watcher had taken the other two to their new site, their car had been left
behind, because there was no other good place to permanently park their
car. He had stayed a very short time
after getting them in place because his car could be seen from the road leading
to the ranch driveway.
The man in the
barn reported the successful capture of the first man, then trained his
riflescope on the sniper at the other site.
He passed on the information. The
fallback plan if the sniper had his rifle aimed for more than two seconds was
for the barn man to take him out before he could shoot.
When John pulled
to a stop in front of the house, Hector ordered, “Everyone in the car—out.”
Elmer relayed
the information, and all four men got out.
As they did, Hector instructed, “House…send out your clay pigeon.”
Red was
ready. “Come on, Horace—about three steps
behind me.”
Up at the
observation site, the man with a bad hand was looking at the front of the
house, with a night vision telescope. On
seeing and recognizing Horace behind Red, he tapped the shooter on the
shoulder. “Okay—second guy walkin’ to
the guys getting out of the car is our target.
Take your shot.”
As the sniper
turned his rifle with a night vision scope toward Horace, his head was suddenly
jerked back. A cold voice said, “You
pull that trigger, your brains will follow the round.”
The sniper could
feel the cold steel at the back of his head, as his head was being held. He slowly eased his hand off the rifle. The man with the bad hand also felt cold
steel on the back of his neck. When told
to put their hands behind their backs, they complied. Soon both had secured hands, duct tape placed
on their mouths, and hoods put on their heads.
One of the men
then reported in. “Secure. Gonna walk them in now.”
The man in the
barn could clearly see the mission had been a success. “Mission accomplished. Our men are walking them in. You other fellas drive on down.”
Everyone with
communication sets heard—and everyone on the conference call heard as
well. Hector nodded to himself. “Nice work, men. I’m coming down. Ending conference call.”
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