blog 3

        The night was picture perfect for pain and sorrow with the rain coming down and the night dark with clouds. As knell in front of my wife’s grave site thinking how I let her down in not convicting the bastard that killed her. But he was very well connected and had all the right people in place to make sure that if any one got close to his illegal activity’s he had a way out. Even if that meant he had to murder a cop’s wife just make a point. The case was closed and done with for about three months now and no one took my suspicions about his activities seriously. Everybody I talked to on the force chalked it up to stress brought on by my wife’s car accident, it was no accident. But it’s real hard to convict a congressman of drug trafficking charges when he owns just about everybody in key places. Even when I brought charges up on him it seems all my witnesses and discovery went missing and made me look like a fool to my superiors and completely discrediting me. Killing my wife I guess was icing on the cake.

        All of the sudden I heard or felt somebody behind me and all could think is what a hell of a place to kill me. I turned slowly around fully expecting a 9mm bullet to tear into my chest and I see a woman dressed all in what looks like a black dress. But it’s hard to see with how dark and cloudy it is. Do you want revenge and justice and if you do will you kill that son of a bitch if I give you all the information you need. I know that voice it’s his wife Kelly, what are you doing here and are you out of your mind. I’m a cop not a hit man. Kelly was about half his age a stunning red head, with a sweet smile and a body to match but you could tell she was just a trophy and she was meant to be seen and not herd. Just answer the question? She said. I didn’t know what to say I was in shock. She said that’s a good enough answer for her and she left me her phone number and told me to call her in 24hrs.

        Your dam right I called her, 22years of upholding the law and now I was going to break it in a very large way. As the weeks went by and we planned how I was going to get that bastard me and Kelly became close I guess she wanted my undivided attention and she knew just how to take advantage of a grieving man and at this point I really didn’t care. I needed a place to get him that his secretary or his legal calendar wouldn’t show his appointments like when and where he would be. Like on one of his money drops, that’s when he will be alone without his body guard. We need to make it look like the deal went bad or maybe a robbery. She gave me a time and place when he was going to be at a landing strip just outside the city. There was only one catch, she wanted to be there to see his face when it went down, at first I said no way but what the hell he had been treating her like a dog for so long that she at least deserved that.

        He was there five minutes before the plane arrived just like she said he would be and we were there five minutes before him. As he stood there facing the run way smoking a cigarette we walked up behind him quietly and as he turned around to see who the hell was out there I stuck 10 inches of fine hard steel in his stomach and then proceeded to bring it up toward his chest. His expression was priceless as he feel to the ground. And just as we turned around and I was thinking it was over I see 3 cars approach us and as we stand there I can hear people screaming for us to get on the ground. I recognized there jackets FBI, I guess I wasn’t the only one who was looking at him. Sitting in the back seat of one of the cars and looking at her in the back seat of the other car I see her smile at me.