Page 87 of Marked for Execution

I threw my head back and belly laughed, startling everyone in the RV.

We drove into the night and decided that since sunrise was not too far away, we would stop and make camp off the main road.

“Gunner and I are going to see if we can catch some meat,” Reed announced as they broke off into the woods.

“I’m going to take these ladies to see if they need to relieve themselves and gather some wood. We could use the extra hands,” Samuel announced as he took our guests with him.

“Guess it’s you and me, jailbait. Let’s set up the fire pit and find something to roast the meat when it gets here.”

“Who are you calling jailbait, old man?”Silisassed as she exited the RV with her crossbow and bolts. “Maybe I should be calling you cradle robber.”

I choked on the term as I strapped up.If only she knew. The fact didn’t change anything about us, not here, not now. Slapping her on the ass, I closed the RV door and exited with her.

We walked around, gathering large stones, when Samuel called out her name.

“Fitri! You got a sec?”

“Yeah? What’s up?” She handed me the stones in her hand and went off to meet Samuel.

“The ladies don’t feel comfortable with me standing watch as they piss. Can you stand guard?”

“Of course, yeah. I can do that. Watch Eliseo for me,” she said with a wink.

What the hell do I need watching for?

“I’ll make sure he keeps his dick in his pants. Yes ma’am.”Is this fucker kidding me right now?

She laughed as she gathered the two guests and headed toward an area more surrounded by bushes.

Dropping the rocks down, I began to make a circle and dug the middle in preparation for the wood. The sound of footsteps over the crunch of leaves snapped my head up. Reed and Gunner were already back with a small creature they secured. It would be enough to keep us going for now. Beggars couldn’t be choosers.

“What the hell is that?” Samuel asked.

“Dinner. It doesn’t matter what it is.”

He got that right.

“The RV has a pot we can use. We can skin and skewer the meat over a roast, let the drippings fall into the pot and save the fat for something later,” I threw out. With the amount of food we had on hand, there wasn’t enough to make any sort of stew to increase the portions. We would have to make do.

“Yeah, that sounds good. I’ll go grab it. Reed can start skinning,” Gunner said as he walked past me.

“Why do I end up doing the dirty shit?”

“Because you’re a fucking dirty bastard. Suck it up. Everyone’s hungry.”

We all chuckled as Reed groaned and sat his ass down with the kill, pulling out his knife, grumbling about assholes as he ripped the skin off.

Chapter 16

Fitri

Once we were a good distance away from the men’s sight, the mother told her daughter to go first.

“What’s your name?” I asked her, trying to ease her feelings about us. I didn’t know what the future held, but I didn’t think the men were going to kill them ruthlessly. Samuel already seemed protective.

“Emma. And my daughter is Remi.”

“I’m Fitri.”