Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
I eased the door open and went in low assessing the situation. The two occupants slept on their sides with their backs facing, one snoring. Reaching into my pocket I retrieved the
syringe with the sleeping aid, better safe than sorry. She barely made a sound when I slipped the needle into her arm but I didn’t wait for it to take effect; in and out.
Making my way around to the other side of the bed I pulled the fucker out of it by his neck. “Get up you fuck.” He fumbled around between sleep and wake as I dragged him from the room
out the door and down the stairs. “Who are you, what’re you doing in my house?” I pulled the hoodie off right before punching him in the throat and crushing his larynx. While he clutched
at his throat and stumbled around I pulled my weapon of choice from the black leather backpack. I had no need to speak to the asshole, besides he’d never be able to utter another word in
his fucking life anyway so what’s the point? As he laid on his living room floor trying to breathe I stood over him and lifting the high powered nail gun shot him in both hands and knees
exactly where I knew they would do the most good. I chose nails instead of bullets for the obvious reason that this fuck had tried to put nails in my wife’s head. I guess I had something
to say to him after all. “Fuck you.” I turned and walked away as the stench of his body’s release filled the air. Pulling my phone as I left I called Supe.
“You’ve got clean up, the wife should be out for another few hours.” I could hear movement on his end which sounded like he was getting out of bed. “Shit Jake he breathing?”
“Barely.” I hung up since there was no more left to be said. He got what he wanted, Samuels was still alive. The fact that he would never walk, talk, or use his hands again was gonna
have to be enough for me. That and the destruction of his name after I get through digging up all the shit he’d been up to.
I jogged back through the streets towards home only instead of going around back I headed towards the front. The van was just where I expected it to be, hidden out of sight. These
fuckers forgot I trained them. I walked up and knocked on the side window and almost scared Hector to death. He rolled down the window with a grin. “Hey boss, nice evening isn’t it?” I
looked inside to see all of them, except the pregnant one thank goodness. At least her husband had some control over her after all.
“My ass Hector you hardheaded fucks can go home now.” They looked around at each other and then all eyes turned to me. I didn’t need to give them any explanations they knew. They nodded
in unison and I turned and jogged back up my driveway to home and my wife.
Epilogue
Jacqueline
“Jake’s gonna have a conniption fit.” I looked around the room at all the chaos and clutter, and the people scattered around my living room. My mom was one of those people which made me
smile. After Jake had taken over my inheritance because I kept dragging my feet he found out that daddy had been stealing from me for years among other things. He’d told me only once
‘stay out of it’ and had proceeded to destroy the man that had made my life a living hell. Daddy was now incarcerated, the sheriff’s department had been completely overhauled with quite
a few of the old members now sitting behind bars for accepting bribes and using their office to terrorize the small town. Things that I hadn’t even been aware of had come to light. It
had gotten so bad that the government had sent in their own team of men to take over until honest men and women could be found to replace them.
Jake had given mom the choice of whether or not she wanted to stay there alone, move somewhere else, or come to our town. Since the new baby was coming she’d opted to be near us, and her
grandchild. She’d found a house not far from us and was very happy there. She wasn’t the same cowed woman I’d always known though she still sometimes looked to Jake for direction. He was
very patient with her and the two of them had formed a bond, only after I’d spent months convincing him that she hadn’t really played a part in the way my life had been and that even if
she did she was as much under daddy’s control as I had been. He’s not the most forgiving sort so that argument hadn’t held much sway but eventually he’d started coming around.