Chapters (23)
“Wait. I’ve got more information! I’ve got something you’re going to want to hear. Let me go,” the demon begged. Franks got to the edge. A fifty-foot tentacle swept by and tore the wheelhouse completely off the boat. The mouth that was lifting out of the sea now was big enough to engulf the whole boat. It was time to go for a swim. “This is personal, Franks! Your old enemy has found a way back to Earth.”
Franks paused. He looked back at the imp. “Who?”
“Kurst!”
It was not often that something shook Franks. He started back toward the demon.
“He’s found a new body that can hold him. He’ll be coming for you. Let me go and I’ll—”
This tentacle was as big around as a bus, and when it landed on the fishing boat, everything simply came apart. They were being lifted by the ancient beast as torpedoes exploded beneath them. Franks stumbled across the splintering beams, but the imp was gone. A row of suckers had slurped the demon’s remains off the deck, leaving nothing but a mass of hamburger and bubbling acid.
Kurst . . . Either the imp has been toying with him out of spite, or that was very bad news.
Franks snarled in frustration and leapt over the side. The ocean rushed up to meet him.
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“No, Agent Franks, I said to start at the beginning.”
Franks folded his gigantic arms. His broad shoulders seemed to fill the small room. “No.”
Normally people would shrink before Franks’ withering gaze, but the interrogator didn’t so much as flinch. “That’s not a request. It’s in our vital interest to know the whole story. Everything’s on the table now or we’re done here. I don’t think you realize the mess you’ve made. This is your last chance. He needs to decide which side you’re really on.”
The whole story had never been told. Franks didn’t even know if he could.
“Well? What’s it going to be? I know your usual answer would be classified, but that really doesn’t apply here now, does it?”
“I’m not much for talking.”
“Then it sounds like I’m in for a treat, because if you don’t tell me your whole life story right now then the deal is off.”
Franks exhaled. “Take notes. I don’t like to repeat myself.”
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 2
Testimony of the entity known as Franks, former Special Agent of the United States Monster Control Bureau.
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