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They would look for Debbie soon.The stranger stepped into the darkness stalked over toward bushes sure enough Debbie crouched there, peeing in the snow.He stepped on sprigs. Startled, Debbie’s gaze shot up. She tried to pull up her panties. He rushed forward! She let out a horrific cry. The assailant grabbed her clamping a hand over her mouth. Debbie chomped down on his hand, he removed it, she cried out for help. Anger flooded through the man. He clamped his hand over her mouth again, pulling her further into the bushes. Shoving Debbie on the ground, she folded over onto her back trying to seize her attacker. He reached into his rear pocket, pulled out a cold steel throwing knife. Debbie screamed again thrashing her arms and legs. The man kneeled placing her between both of his legs. He pressed his gloved hand over Debbie’s mouth for a third time, pinning her arms down to her sides with his knees. He positioned the knife from the left to right across her throat. Sw
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Stanley’s alarm clock went off at 9:00 PM that morning. He struck the button at the top of the clock turning off the buzz. When that didn’t work, he slammed his fist down, knocking the clock on the floor. Stanley stood, stretching. He walked over to the window. Morning sun ricocheted off of his smooth, bare chest. He glared at the fresh snow. Thick clouds carried a gray, white mass overlapping in the sky. Stanley shook his head trying to clear his fuzzy brain. He wobbled out into the hallway toward the bathroom. A quick glimpse in the mirror before racking his fingers through his blonde hair, he thought about dying it. More of the Russian features penetrated his face with strong cheekbones. He stared into his blues. Then his gaze slipped to the scar on the left cheek. It reminded him of November 1999; he had gotten the scar in a violent encounter. They assaulted him at his mother home during Thanksgiving dinner with family. The evening started off nicely,
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Edwards slipped into the armchair confronting the intermediate screen. He took the bottle of Coke aside the monitor. Having a mouth watering sip, acid effects trailed down the back of his throat. He halted, eyes fastened to the left screen. He put the Coke onto the table, leaned forward, peering into monitor.A woman stood in the lobby’s center.At first, Edwards thought it was Jennifer, but the body too tall and skinny to be the woman cop. She moved toward the cameras, tilting her head. The woman made dangerous eye contact with Edwards. Then she pulled an object from her back pocket. Stanley’s eyes narrowed. He leaped from the chair! The camera in the lobby’s center exploded! Edwards crawled under the desk on elbows and knees. He pressed his body into the tight compartment.The surveillance room remained quiet. Edwards felt safe to come out from under the desk. He stood up straight brushed off his uniform. Glancing at the monitors, static swayed over the screens, then
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Friday, January twenty-ninth, Atlanta, Georgia had its share of strollers, although the broadcast still freezing with sleet, for Executioner, the night remained youthful.He pulled the wool cap closer to his eyelids. Transporting a large backpack bouncing against his back, his steel toe boots trampled the ice forcing it into fragments. He sped up his pace toward his destination.Finally, the stranger came to an abandoned building. The Melting Steel Industry was its former name. He hurried toward the building’s rear through the vacant parking area. Rushing up to the structure’s alternative entrance, he climbed a ladder pinned aside the building. When he made it to the top, he held onto the ledge, pulling upward, then slipped the backpack off of his shoulders. He put it on the roof, stood solid on top of the building. Glancing toward the court across the street, the Executioner cheeked his wristwatch 9:45. He pulled the backpack near his boot, crouched a few feet
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On March first, a Saturday night full of city activities never ceased. People kept living their lives going on about their business. Besides, elected government officials such as Judges, law enforcement officers, CIA and FBI agents, issued wipe outs. It didn’t bother typical citizens, right?So, Scarface remained head official of the secret base of Druid Hills Headquarters hidden in Conyers Woods about 4.2 miles away from Atlanta. Along with him, Blind Man and Logan carried an unauthorized, but significant, operation in the unit. Logan always the baddest in business, beside Scarface and Blind Man, he remained dependable never failing assigned tasks.Logan executed Debbie Wagner at Hazelnut Park, not to mention her two partners Joe Carter and Benjamin Chambers, members of the CIA. They visited Hazelnut Park on that night getting important documents from the National Security Council. Logan knew what the documents enclosed. Scarface ordered him to execute them before the docume
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Bates called a second meeting Wednesday morning, March fifteenth.They waited for Dale thirty minutes late, but couldn’t start without him. Bates checkedhis wristwatch again. Then Dale rushed into the meeting room.“Sorry, I had to take the kids to school. Shannon isn’t feeling well,” he said.“Okay, just sit so we can get started.” Bates ordered.Dale sat pulling out a clipboard with a pen to take observations.Bates glanced at the fifty officers in the clustered windowless room.Most of the department appeared bereft of sleep.“As you all know, we had two fresh murders in the past three weeks. The initial martyr, identified as Robin Zeal, and the second victim, Renee White. These women found in the river at Hazelnut Park with similar lacerations on the abdomen. “An anonymous tip reported witnessing a suspicious-looking man prowling the park at approximately 2:00 AM. The caller said the man wore an army suit carrying a large knapsack. I headed ou
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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
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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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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
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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
