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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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Atlanta, Georgia, December 27, 2000Stanley Edwards walked through Sunset Street. He peered into the sky looking for stars. The moon slipped behind a dark angry cloud. Tree branches embarrassingly naked with frozen icicles on the tips. The air turned brisk. Moist evaporated from his chapped lips. He emitted a heavy breath. Stanley enjoyed the crisp December air crawling into his lungs.Stanley’s body vigorous, he stood six foot tall with an ache in his vertebra. Intensity to scream out, but rubbed the poorer part of his back Stanley hauled his one hundred and seventy pounds down the pavement. At twenty-seven-years-old with short blonde hair spiked up in the top, Stanley’s blue eyes appeared beady. He self-consciously rubbed the long-present scar on the cheek’s left side with his right fist. Then he scratched the mysterious itch in the dimpled of his chin. Stanley’s walk resembled a rigid, military stride. People claimed he mirrored a Russian man and had th
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Justice ComplexGary Bates sat in the police officers’ terminal at Justice Complex. He skimmed the room as officer Max Donovan leaned against the file cabinet, referring to the notes of a case gone cold.Glancing across the room, Bates watched Dale Daniels, Walter Newton, and Jennifer Woods with coffees and donuts at their desks. Their stations littered with registers. Bates glared at the three, speculating if they each had something to hide. The detective didn’t trust many people always suspicious of everybody he came into contact with. He even suspected his officers and staff.With a sigh, Bates shifted his hulking frame from the rotating chair, headed to his office. Detective Gary Bates, sprawled in large caps on the door. Upon entering his office, the detective went to the ringing phone, snatched up the receiver, pressed it to his ear.“Hello.”“This is the secretary, just a courtesy call. Detective, I thought you’d like to know if there are any changes to the
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Night Shift Edwards picked up his pace as he drew closer to the units. Hanes’s head drooped toward his chest. He locked his eyes. His breath trapped in his throat. Edwards didn’t care. He just needed to pass the units to the surveillance station. Hanes grumbled. The cop almost passed the cell when the convict lifted his head. His eyes snapped open glaring at Edwards from between the metal bars. They appeared bloodshot engrossed with yellow. Hanes spent many years as a heavy drinker just as Lucas Woods. His dark skin showed protruding blue veins bulging from his arms and neck. Stanley paused halfway passing the cell. He narrowed his eyes watching Hanes. His body became rigid. The cop clasped his palms together in face of the devil behind those bars. Hanes stood, shuffling closer. He folded his vast, deformed hands around the metal centers exposing white knuckles. Hanes stared hard, with a low growl in the pit of his throat sounding like a raging animal. Then he
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Let’s Talk About Daisy“Yeah, you can leave when I’m finished.”Hanes sat back on the bed, leaning against the white, lumpy cement wall. He drew his knees up toward his chest while resting his chin on the bones. With a distant glance at the cell’s rear Hanes started the story about Daisy. Edwards gave Hanes permission to tell how he met Daisy at a club one night, but never named the place.Daisy was at the bar, two spots down from Hanes, glancing around the crowded dance floor. Hanes said the club jammed with people wandering off beat to the music. “They looked like sweaty couples having sex everywhere.” Hanes laughed. He talked about watching Daisy the entire time staring at her huge breasts two large melons bursting out of the cream, low-cut blouse. She had ordered a Sex on the Beach.He looked long and hard at her full lips wrapped around the straw, sucking the drink. Hanes felt aroused from the red lip gloss.Finally, Daisy looked up saw Hanes watching he
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A New BeginningJanuary tenth, 2001, winter settled in recent weeks ahead.The moon beamed down upon the stranger walking through the paths. He headed toward Ferry Street then turned left onto Hazelnut Park. Spotting a blazing campfire in the distance, the man headed toward the park’s entrance. He kneeled behind a tree watching two men and a woman. They wore heavy army coats and boots with combat gear. He overheard them talking seated in folded chairs. A red and white cooler rested a few feet away from the bonfire. They sipped from flasks, opened packages of granola and protein bars.He lowered himself hurdling against the tree trunk watching them. Checking his timepiece again it shifted 10:20 PM. Static came through the headphone attached to his ears. He paused. The voice over the headphone speakers sounded firm making demands. The man placed his lips to the mouthpiece.“Do you see them?” the voice asked. “Yes, I see them they’re here all right.”“Excellen
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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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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
Revenge of the Executioners Chapter Twenty-Seven
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
