All Chapters of Shadow of Yesterday: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The squad had been fishing for catfishes but managed to hook an Alligator Gar. All there was left to do was to carefully reel it in. Wade was salivating at the idea of showing up at the precinct holding Dominic like a trophy. It would immortalize him in the department as a real life Dirty Harry. He got out of the van after putting on the vest and strapping the guns in. Freddie and Arthur followed immediately. He looked back and saw Cody hesitating wearing the vest.“What’s up, big guy?” Wade inquired as softly as he could. Cody took a while to muster up the courage to answer.“Are you sure we shouldn’t tell the Captain about this? There’s a lot that can go wrong in there,” Cody voiced his concerns. Arthur and Freddie momentarily seemed to share the concern and looked at Wade for his explanation. Wade sighed.“The moment we let the Captain in on it, he’ll call us back and thrash our asses for doing this much on our own. He’ll involve a shit load of documents and formalities into this m

Wade braced himself for a profound grilling session. He was sure that the Captain was going to vent on him for a while before finally giving him a pat on the back for pulling off the impossible. As he walked to the office, he received congratulations from his colleagues. Some of them even stood up and high-fived him. Some gave him envious side glances. They all knew how big of a fish Dominic Carter was. Nailing him was a ticket to instant fame and promotion. Wade didn't bother knocking on the office door and barged right in with an expecting smirk. Clifford was glaring right into his eyes when Wade entered. It shocked him a bit. The man looked genuinely pissed. A part of him looked anxious. He was pacing inside the room. Wade had never seen Clifford so on edge before. His smirk disappeared. “What the fuck were you thinking, Johnson?!” Captain Clifford yelled as soon as the door had been locked behind Wade. “Going behind my back and fucking everything up! Did I or did I not personally

The kill had gone unnoticed. The one on the roof was the biggest threat. He had eyes on the one on the ground. Wade looked for something to climb the wall and found a drum that was enough to help him. He silently climbed the drum. The mercenary with the binoculars was a sitting duck. Wade had his crosshairs on that oblivious mercenary’s head. All Wade had to do was to wait for the mercenary on the ground to walk to a safe distance before putting a hole in him. And he did. The sound from the gun was nothing more than a hiss and the impact made a faint splattering sound. It was a walk in the park for him now. There was only one adversary left and Wade had the high ground. The mercenary received a five bullet burst aimed at his head and he fell. It was almost poetic how three lives were taken yet nothing had changed. The rain poured on and Wade looked for any sign of movement around him. There was nothing but the violent splashing of water and roars of thunder. Wade climbed down from th

Back in Palomino, Present day…The night was quiet in Palomino, Colombia. It was past the general population’s bed time. Michelle’s roofless car emerged from the darkness and approached her plaza. Her mood was of indifference. She had been partying hard like she always did but it wasn't giving her the same kicks as it used to. The blinding lights and the deafening music of the club wasn't doing anything for her. There were no more hookups. Hordes of men swarmed her like zombies the moment she entered the club wearing her overpriced dresses. They were barely dresses. They were walking thirst traps and they always delivered. Tons of men who were neck deep in debt just to look wealthy, tried their luck with her. She made them pay for every second of her time. She made them order the most expensive wines. They regretted ever looking her way. If they were good enough for her, they could get some action in return. Either way, Michelle returned satisfied. But since Hugo had left for the US,

The revelations all the way from New Mexico threw Wade into a never ending spiral filled with hate. He was familiar with that dark place. Another outsider armed with blood money had entered his territory. He knew from experience that nothing good was going to come out of it. Wolves don't visit stranger territory for a picnic. It was going to be a bloodbath and Wade was well aware that it had already been started. Hugo Ortiz was a Cartel boss. Wherever he decided to set his foot, his word became law. His enemies had a bad habit of disappearing without a trace. Only a few resurfaced as an example of what not to do. Carl kept driving. They were headed to the intersection without any definite plan of action. Carl kept eyeing Wade in the mirror for any instructions. Wade was in deep thought. “Do we know of any businesses being run by Colombians around here?” Wade asked without taking his eyes off the window. “Not that we’re certain of. There are some shops in the area that are run by Lat