Chapter 3
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Jason was confused there was so much noise all around him, and brightly colored lights rotating over him, he knew he had to get up. There was something important he had to do. Then it hit him, "ELIZABETH," Jason abruptly jump up and staggered to his feet, only to feel the heavy hands of the paramedics trying to restrain him and push him back down.
"Easy man," the voice sounded hollow and strange like his was speaking through a tunnel.
Jason pushed him away.
"I have to get to Elizabeth, I have to......." Jason mumbled as he tried to push through the men holding him back.
"You need to go to the hospital, you most likely have a concussion." The man tried to reason soothingly.
"Elizabeth were is she.... I have to get to her and the boys....." Jason argued pushing harder to through to the devastating blaze before him. Tears in his eyes as he started to comprehend what it meant.
"ELIZABETH!" he desperately screamed.
"I'm sorry ..." the stranger said sympathetically, "no one could have survived that blast.... We need to get you to the hospital...."
"NO! I have to get to her." Even in his daze, Jason managed to break away from two of the men holding him back. He redouble his efforts to get free. He had to get them out, he wouldn't leave them there. Just as he was about to break free, a few more firemen joined in to help keep him restrained a away from the blaze.
"There is nothing there!" again the medic tried to get though Jason's shock and confusion. "I'm sorry but they're gone.... Please, were trying to help you... You have to stop fighting and let me take you to the hospital."
"Elizabeth!" He cried again.
"Sir, if you don't calm down I'm going to have to...."
"NOOO!" Jason abrupt stopped and fell too the ground. They were gone? He couldn't get his mind to process it. He's heart shattering as images of his family continued to play though his head. Elizabeth's laughter and sparkling eyes, Cams impish grin, so much like his mother's, and his giggles when Jason pushed him on the swings or his chuggin charlie. Jake...... his eyes, his hands, even his smile they were all his. Totally broken Jason sat crumpled on the ground. It was all his fault, his worst nightmare had come true they were all gone because of him, because he had abandoned them, and left them all alone at the mercy of Anthony Zacharra."
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With that thought Jason's back straighten, and his head rose high. Anthony Zacharra was a dead man. He would pay. Jason rose to his feet once again, the men around him looked on wearily at the murderous look in his steel blue eyes.
"Sir let me take you to the hospital...." the medic tried again reaching for his arm.
"No! Jason pulled away, I ... I have to get out of here ..... I have to go.."
"Wait ..." man regretted trying once again to stop him, when Jason threw him with great force against the fire truck. Jason ran to his car and climbed in. "You shouldn't be driving, you may have a concussion ....." Was cut off as Jason started the car and pulled away.
Jason hadn't even traveled a 100 yards when his cell phone began ringing. Jason picked up with out saying a word, and just listened.
"How are you Mr. Morgan... Is there anything I can do to help you through this most difficult time?" Jason could hear the demon's smirking in the tone of his voice. He would pay, and his death would not be quick or easy, Jason vowed to himself.
In a low guttural voice Jason's only response was. "Your a dead man!"
Anthony laughed out right. "We shall see Mr. Morgan, better men than you have tried."
For a few moments there was silence, Jason was just about to disconnect, when he absorbed the next devastating blow Anthony delivered. "Aren't you even a little bit curious, how I knew your little secrete," he taunted........"Maybe you should ask your partner how far he had to go to earn the right to marry my precious daughter? How far he would go to gain all the power of the Zacharra organization? How betrayed he felt by you? Just think about it Mr. Morgan...."
Tossing the phone aside, his mind reeled, it couldn't be true. No, it wasn't possi..... but Jason remembered how irrational Sonny was at the time...how desperate he was.... how Sonny blamed him... Jason's resentment and anger began to bubble up within him and this time he didn't bother to try and control it. He let it boil over as he seethed. He would deal with Anthony, but right now he had a new target for his rage.
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