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Shannon Daniels pale expression watched her husband undress. He prepared to take a shower. Dale glanced at his wife untying his necktie.She smiled. “How was your day?” she asked, sitting up against the pillows. He walked toward her. Dale dropped his body next to hers. He grabbed her hand cradling it in his. “Hate to say it, fresh murdered victims.”Shannon dropped his hand. Her hand flew across her chest. The news devastated her.She turned facing Dale again. “My God, you guys can’t catch this monster?”“Not right now. Honey, don’t let the murders bother you.”She sighed twisting away from him. Dale dropped his gaze toward the floor. He stood heading for the bathroom. The door clicked behind him. He undressed standing over the bathroom sink. Leaning closer to the mirror, his light brown eyes appeared bloodshot from sleepless nights. Aging process crept up on Dale faster than it should. Caring for Shannon, stressful murder cases, the last four months took its toll. He
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twenty
On the weekend of May eleventh, Stanley took a call from a relative. They haven’t spoken in over fifteen years. Bates gave him the day off because he wanted Max to remain in the dark room observing the monitors for a few days. Stanley didn’t question.He admitted they had done a shitty job capturing the murderers. Every time someone tried to approach Bates with leads or information, he dismissed them. Isn’t that the point of leads? And what about Jennifer Woods? So concerned about Stanley? At least Max and Dale tried harder.Stanley gave the relative, his cousin Paul, permission to visit that Friday night.After eight, Paul showed up on Stanley’s doorstep. His cousin never contacted him before or after the funerals, so why was he there? When Stanley opened the door, he saw Paul smiling. He stepped aside inviting his cousin in. Paul Romano glanced around Stanley’s house. A smirked crossed his lips. He cleared his throat. Stanley remembered why he and his cousin were nev
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twenty-One
Two hours after three beers, Stanley went to bed. He struggled to fell asleep. Tossing, turning, all night, nightmares crept in disturbing his rest. He turned on his left side to get comfortable. Another attempt to get comfortable on the right side, then he rolled onto his back gazing toward the ceiling.Something pressed against his face!Stanley’s hands shot up. He tried to pull the pressure away from his face. It pressed harder, rougher, until his breathing remained trapped in his throat. After moments of struggling, he jerked one knee upward, connecting with something. The pressure ceased. His breath kicked in. Stanley gasped for air. His chest heaved choking on prior suffocation. He bolted toward the bed’s edge, leaning over. Air rushed into his lungs. He topped over onto the floor after someone whacked him in the back of his head. ****Clive Monroe, head leader of the CIA, left the primary mission, collecting, evaluating, disseminate imp
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twenty-Two
Dale often hung out on the other side of Market Boulevard, at a business called, Club Vapor. Few people acquainted with the club because it performed a secluded strip joint in North Atlanta.He had met Lorraine five months earlier. She helped him get his mind off of Shannon. He admitted he and his wife couldn’t do the things they used to since she had become ill. Shannon had sickle cell anaemia. Dale afraid she would die soon, leaving him behind to take care of Laura and Michelle alone. Although the doctors hadn’t diagnosed her impending death, she looked close to it. Dale couldn’t recall the last occasion he made love to his wife. He felt plagued if he touched her. They slept in separate rooms. Dale spent most of his time at Lorraine’s house when he wasn’t working. Shannon called him, wanting to know where he was, if he was okay.Dale took good care of his wife, no matter the circumstances. He would never leave her and his kids. Lorraine encouraged him to leave her, put the
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Max Donovan came around the corner just the man Jennifer needed to see. She glanced from stockpiles of documents, tears in her eyes. Max cut the grin, a worried expression passing over his face. Hesitating in front of his desk, he set a second file stack at the edge. Max headed over toward Jennifer, kneeling in face of her. “Jen, what’s wrong, honey?”She sniffled. “I haven’t been feeling well lately.” “I figured something wasn’t right with you.”She looked into her secret lover’s eyes. “Max, I’m pregnant.”Astonished, Max inhaled, climbing to his feet. His mouth dropped opened. Returning to his desk, he rubbed his bald head. “Are you serious?”“Yes, why would I lie?”“No, honey, I’m not saying you’re lying, it’s just that, oh God, it’s a huge bump.” Dale came around the corner, stopped short when he saw Jennifer’s tears. Max and Jennifer glanced at each other. She shot him a warning look. He turned, picked up the files from his desk, exiting the zone.D
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twenty-Four
Handcuffed to the bed, Marie Dodson struggled against the cables. She snatched her wrists and ankles, jerking. Perspiration streaked her face. Snot trickled toward her upper lip. Hot tears raced down her cheeks. Tired with exhaustion, Marie stopped struggling, looking around the dim room, her bedroom. Her gaze darted toward the clock 2:28 AM. Panic gripped Marie. She lowered her head to her chest, sobbing harder.“Let me out of here!” she cried, with spittle flying here and there. A man’s shadow slipped aside the bed. He stuffed a cloth into her mouth. Marie leaned closer to get a better a look at a strong muscular form in a dark suit. He grasped a shiny object hand.Two separate male shadows appeared.Marie inhaled, flinching. Her horrified gaze darted from one man to the other. She whimpered glaring at them, They stalked toward her. Marie desperately fought against the restrains as they edged closer. Her skin glowed with perspiration. Tears smelling like piss tra
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Cassie Blanchard awoke at 3:00 AM the morning of May twentieth. Stanley snored next to her. Wanting something to drink, she pulled out the covers, tiptoed into the hallway. Cassie figured she would snag a beer.She listened to a groaning noise a room across from Stanley’s. Hesitating at the top stair, Cassie twisted glancing toward the hallway end. She spotted a dark shadow facing Stanley’s bedroom door. He wore a dark suit. The figure parted his legs clenched his fists. Cassie could see by the strong masculine shape that the figure appeared a man. She peered further into the dimness.“Who’s there?” she whispered. “Stanley?” No answer.Cassie felt moist fear creeping up on her. Her legs felt like Jell-O. Her knees wobbled, threatening to collapse. She took an unsteady step forgetting how close she moved toward the edge.The man advanced closer. Cassie gasped. As she turned toward the landing, Cassie wasn’t fast enough dodging the intruder’s han
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The next day, a meeting involved Druid Hills Headquarters. Logan explained how he broke into the Justice Complex two weeks earlier. He told them how Edwards failed guardianship. Logan’s plan never involved attacking the cop. Then Scarface ordered Logan to execute Edwards later. Things didn’t succeed.The moment arrived to execute the final target at Justice Complex.****Jennifer dropped her best friend Kellie off at home after eleven on the night of June second. They met up for alcohols and dinner at a modern restaurant. A-half-an-hour afterward, Jennifer parked the Ford Taurus by the curb in front of her home, got out, rushing to the porch. She unlocked the screen door, then the main door. Exhaling a deep sigh, she plopped on the sofa. Once inside, she kicked off her silver-glittered heels, stretched out her feet atop of the mirror table, leaning into the soft sofa cushion. “God that feels so good.” She moaned.Soon, Jennifer’s eyelids flutte
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