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Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twelve
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
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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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On July first, 2001, Max Donovan and Dale Daniels discovered dead in their homes. Victim’s kidneys and liver removed. Justice Complex police department closed its facility. Jennifer’s body battered. They removed her organs and mutilated her head. Revenge toward Jennifer was real. Xavier Robertson used the concealed name Stanley Edwards. It was a great cover up for his misdeeds as one executioner. Xavier Robertson, an American patient under the early care of a psychiatric in Russia, diagnosed with DID, Dissociative Identity Disorder, also went by the name of Logan.Why Bates refused to dig deeper into solving the case of the executioners? Simple.Bates didn’t want to clear up the case catching the criminals. He hired Xavier as the hit man. And to top it off, Jennifer Woods climbed closer to solving the case. She had reasons of suspicious of Stanley Edwards. She ruined the project, shutting her up was their best bet.Stanley Edwards discovered as one
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Logan returned two hours later to Druid Hills Headquarters. He pulled the black, unmarked van around the building’s rear, cut the motor. He got out, headed toward the back of the van, opening the doubled doors. Its dark interior held a body bag. Ware and Morales rushed out with a stretcher. They slipped it down the ramp exiting the building, pushed it behind the van. Logan stepped aside as the men hauled the body bag onto the stretcher. He followed them wheeling the stretcher inside. Scarface specific orders were not to remove the body organs immediately. He brought them to the headquarters as soon as possible. Ware and Morales pushed the body toward the basement, then through the basement corridor. Into the room where Logan often met Leon, they gathered lifting the bag onto the table. Scarface glanced around the circle, nodding toward Leon. “Unzip the bag.”Jennifer Woods’s body lay inside the bag. She remained battered and conscience.
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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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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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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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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
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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
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
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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
