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Dante Becker drifted into a fitful slumber. The last thing he recalled trailing off watching the television series Buffy the Vampire Slayer.While wandering, he plummeted through darkness landing on something wet. When Becker opened his eyes a battleground emerged. He searched his mind for his whereabouts. He recalled the grounds Soviet-Afghan War.The war had lasted over nine years, and within those nine years, Becker engaged in the war. December 1979 to February 1989 insurgent groups identified as the mujahideen fought against the Soviet Army and Democratic Republic of Afghanistan government. During those years, in the country’s rural surrounding, the United States and Pakistan backed the mujahideen groups. They passed it a cold war proxy war. Between 562,000 and 2,000.000 civilians murdered and millions of Afghan fled to country as refugees.In 1978 they appointed Nur Mohammand Tarski president. The communist people Democratic Party of Afghanistan took power after a 1978
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Thirteen
March twentieth started as a melancholy day for Jennifer Woods. After the disclosure of Walter Newton’s body, she had a rough time accepting his death. Jennifer offered to take a week off. She hadn’t done so in years of law enforcement responsibility.Jennifer’s apartment quiet that evening. Bates taught them to listen to the quietness. He taught them if it was too quiet it was quiet for a reason. And that reason didn’t always turn out to be a great one.When Walter didn’t account for work the coming day of March sixteenth, they knew something was amiss. He always showed up to work never missed a day. When he didn’t call announcing his absence, a dreadful feeling crept over Jennifer. Bates sent Max and Dale to Walter’s house. They knocked on the door a few times. When Walter didn’t answer, they went to the neighbor’s. The neighbor told the cops they hadn’t seen Walter leave his house since the day before. After returning to Walter’s front door, they knocked again, Max thoug
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Decatur Private HeadquartersApril first, Becker reported to the secret headquarters in Decatur 5.7 miles from Atlanta. William Cook and Luke Rios remained ahead of the headquarters operations. The operation determined to destroy Logan and Druid Hills Headquarters. Logan remained a wanted man for the assassinations of government leaders.They must stop Logan and his team of very dangerous people. According to Cook and Rios, They knew what transpired at Druid Hills Headquarters. They refused to tell Becker at the moment. Becker had a theory why the men wouldn’t tell him yet. He knew it had something to do with how he had suffered fighting in the Soviet-Afghan War. If they felt the truth would cause further damage, why would they order him to take out a killer? It didn’t add up. Becker wanted the full story. He risk his life for something he had no knowledge. Becker trusted Cook and Rios. They appeared good men just as he was. They had suffered a great deal in their w
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Druid Hill HeadquartersApril second, Conyers Woods remained quiet late afternoon, then noises generated in the woods.Logan practiced bow and arrows. One arrow plunged into the thick timber. He never misplaced a hit. Targeting relaxed him. He positioned to shoot another arrow when someone stepped from behind the tree. Logan paused with the bow in his hand, the arrow in the position to launch, then he lowered the weapon. The person posed ready for assault. Logan’s intruder wore a black ski mask covering his face. A dark, tight fitted suit with leather belts crossed the chest. Their soft boots pressed against the earth.Logan noticed from the body posture his assailant appeared a man.The attacker reached into a pouch flung over his shoulder pulled out a great sword. Logan unmoved, observing the foreigner. His eyes flitted toward the tree, then back to his aggressor. The man converted the sword from one hand to the other hand his patience wearing thin.Exped
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Twenty-nine-year-old Claire Vermont snored lightly against the Mickey Mouse pillows.The stranger stalked outside Claire’s window while the young woman changed position toward the opposite part of the bed. The man waited three seconds before lifting the window.He climbed through stood next to the bed’s left. Peering at the slumbering beauty, her face partially covered with a blanket and sheets. Cautiously, the intruder stepped toward the alternative side. He sniffed Timeless perfume from Avon in the air. Claire’s entire room decorated in Mickey Mouse bedspread, pillows, and lamps. She appeared too old for that shit?He pulled the blanket and sheets aside, then immediately pressed his hand over Claire’s mouth. The young woman’s voice muffled over the leather glove. Her eyes expanded in fear, struggling, under the blanket and sheets. She seized the man’s wrists trying to get rid of his hand. Irritated, he balled his free hand struck her twice in the face. He hit her
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Later that Sunday afternoon on April tenth, Stanley went to Crescent Plaza shopping for groceries. He purchased a Ford Explorer. Thirty minutes afterward, he exited Crescent’s Groceries with three bags planning to stop, grab a case of beer at Jay’s convenience store on the way home. Stanley entered the store, Sam Rutherford the store owner, glanced up from a magazine. He dropped it on the checkout counter. “Hey there, Stan how are today.” “I’d say days could be better.” “I consider things not working out for you these days, Stan.” Sam wiped his hands on his uniform shirt. “It’s a long story you wouldn’t have time to listen.”Sam held up his hand. “I got it. I have that case of beer ready for you in the back.”Stanley gave Sam a thumb up headed toward the glass case. He picked up the beer Sam talked about and got in line. Dropping the case along the checkout, Sam scanned the barcode. Twenty-five dollars and seventy-three cents rang up on the register. Sam glanced a
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Edwards asked Bates if he could come into work early that afternoon, Bates agreed.Relieved, he passed the crazy convicts down the hallway without circumstances, slipped into the surveillance room. He locked the door, exhausted, plopping into the chair. He faced the monitors overlooking the lobby. Then grabbed a can of Coke out of the mini cooler he kept under the table.The doorknob twisted.Edwards froze with the can to his lips. He glanced at the monitor. The lobby and upstairs floors looked empty. He turned toward the door. The steel knob rattled as someone tried to get in. Thoughts of an uninvited guest into the small, gloomy room, Edwards full alert. He searched the room for a weapon. A blast struck the opposite side!Someone kicked the door inward. In self-defence, Edwards stepped away. A black shadow tackled him! The figure ducked his head into Edward’s abdomen bumping him against the desk. He struck Edwards in the face. His head shifted from left to right.&nb
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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
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