(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441: The sixth day after everyone arrived on the front lines

Warming, this Chapter contains some violence and gore. Read at your own risk.

Karen was used to dealing with psychos. She worked with a rather famous one. She was best friends with a few. She knew what crazy looked like.

Hell, it wasn’t like her blood was safe from it. Her parents were damn monsters in the grand scheme of things. She grew up in the laps of people who hated each other and went to great lengths to hurt each other as much as she could, and as publicly as they could.

But this? This was a new level of crazy.

She’d never seen psychos like these before. Maybe when you didn’t get love and affection as a kid, it fucked you up?

Well, she knew that too. Captain Thatcher and Gunther certainly weren’t normal, but they weren’t like this. This was a kind of crazy that made your skin crawl just being near them. All the hair on your arms and legs stood on end, as if a deep, deep part of yourself knew that if you slipped up, even for a second, they would lunge.

Rip your throat out with their teeth kind of crazy.

That’s why Hill only had the most seasoned, most experienced members of the Guild that she trusted with her whole heart and then some watching these freaks. But even then, she had to make sure she rotated them out so that they didn’t crack. Those who were keeping an eye on the big guy they caught were the ones who had to be rotated out the most.

He was fucking insane. So fanatical that Karen didn’t think there was a way for him to come back from it. She didn’t think he was brainwashed, she was pretty sure he believed all of the shit he was saying with his whole chest.

He truly thought that if they killed all the Guides that the world would go back to what it used to be. That they would ’purge’ the parasites that lived in their society. That the ’other beings’ were punishing them for letting them grow and prosper.

Honestly, if Karen was to believe his mantras, she would think it was the other way around. That Espers were the parasites that had infected the world and the Guides had been the healing balm that the world came up with to deal with the issue. She hadn’t brought it up to them yet, since she was still trying to get answers out of them.

She would bring it up once she had gotten everything that she could out of them. She was pretty sure she was nearing that point.

Yesterday had been a big day. The fact that they had laughed manically while calling her a ’damn faggot’ hadn’t been lost on her. She also didn’t give a fuck. She wasn’t that, and even if she was, it didn’t hit the mark to hurt.

Her parents had already done that, his words were like water off a duck’s back.

The rest of the Espers that had been down here with her while he had been going off, finally sounding like he had cracked had all tensed when they heard him calling her names. Karen wasn’t known for acting out, she was pretty cool in most situations. What they were worried about was what she would do if the insults were directed towards others of the Guild.

That was normally when Karen flew off the handle.

But the man had started rambling about how this town was done for. How they had big plans, that they had been in place for a while and soon everyone was going to see the true might of the E.A.G. and no one would mock them anymore. That they would see that they were right.

It was practically nonsense, but Karen was able to pick out the truth in it. They had something else planned and that this was just a distraction.

She hadn’t left immediately after he revealed that, not wanting to alert the man, but he didn’t say anything useful about it after that. Just rambling about how they would all pay for their crimes of fucking Guides.

Karen had almost rolled her eyes at that. It wasn’t like she just slept with Guides. She slept with Espers and civilians too. She liked the intimacy and warmth that came with those moments, but again, it wasn’t the time to rile this idiot up.

Karen’s shoes made a clear tapping noise. She knew it was distinct to that of Lieutenant status or higher. It was done intentionally to inspire fear and worry whenever someone of her rank came down those steps. While it wasn’t always one particular Guild who took over the cells on the front lines, no one had fought the Saturn Guild for the right to monitor them this time.

Not when Kellen was involved.

No one had even batted an eyelash, in fact, Sergei had even stood up and declared that no one but the Saturn Guild would be responsible for this. Karen had appreciated the vote of confidence, and this time, she had brought Taylor with her.

Yes, a healer. Karen was done playing nice.

So far she’d been rather tame in her interrogation tactics, but Captain Thatcher had given her the green light. She was allowed to go further, and he didn’t care if anyone, including the presumed Lieutenant died.

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in." The lieutenant taunted as soon as Karen came into view. She felt her face twist into disgust as she looked at him. He was a mockery of what Gunther looked like. The fucking idiot who had tried to impersonate him on t.v.

It was how they knew who he was, and how important he was.

He had a few bruises on his face, a few marks here and there. Karen had been keeping her strength under control. She’d been doing a good job.