Chapter 7
"Hi, sweetheart, did you miss me?" he said softly.
"I missed you so much it hurts," she replied.
"Mom and Dad were here, they brought some flowers."
He looked at the cheerful bouquet with gerberas and chrysanthemum.
"They look nice and you look pretty little sis."
She blushed, "you shouldn't say something like this. I look awful. My hair isn't done. This gown is absolutely old fashioned and I'm in urgent need of a manicure."
He smirked and shook his head, "Lilly, you crazy little girl."
He nudged her nose.
She scrunched her face, "Why did you miss your last chemo? They told me you didn't show up. You're risking your life. Don't do that, please."
He was hammered back to reality by someone knocking at the door.
It was a nurse, "sorry for disturbing you, but I've to change the infusion bag," she said giving him a warm smile.
Shortly afterwards he and Lilly were alone again. He brushed away a strand of blonde hair from her face with a shaky hand. He hated the nurse for tearing him out of his reverie.
"Smile for me little princess, just one more time," his voice broke.
He swallowed. Lilly would never smile again. He remembered it like it was yesterday. Lilly and he were on their way home from the theatre where she was rehearsing for her role in Swan Lake. She was such a beautiful little ballerina.
Suddenly they heard the roaring of an engine, the squealing of tires and a car raced around the corner. A police car followed but the goddamned cop lost control over his vehicle. He wanted to shout a warning but it was too late. He could only watch as her body collided with the car. She was propelled through the air like a doll, and then she came down to hit the street with a sickening thud. Two months had passed since this.
The doctors did their best, at least that's what they've been telling him and his parents. She was put on life support but her brain damage was too extensive. His family was very wealthy and so his dad gathered specialists from around the world. All the money and all the knowledge couldn't help. There wasn't any chance that she'd get better. By the end of this week they'd turn off her life support. It hadn't been an easy decision to make.
The guy who'd caused the accident was still on duty. Lilly received a heart- and meaningless letter of apology and some money. Therefore he decided to take revenge upon the man who destroyed his sister's happiness and all the others who were just the same. And on the day Lilly would close her eyes forever he would go after officer Brody.
He laughed bitterly, "Justice was blind, how true!"
Tears welled up in his eyes, spilled over and ran down his face. It was time to say goodbye.
His decision was made by leaving the hospital: no more chemo! The feeling of peace grew within from the knowledge of fulfilling his destiny. There was just one thing left. He wasn't keen on being arrested. No happy ending. He wanted to face death with courage and dignity. Being eye to eye with Mr. Tough FBI was all he could think of.
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Don parked across the street and went over to Colby who lent against his car. His hands thrust in his jeans pockets. He had a grim look on his face.
"Hey Colby, what's up?" Don greeted him.
His friend nodded, "Hey Don. Two cops were assaulted last night. Thank God no one was hurt. Obviously this sonofabitch had a bad day and hit only the side mirror."
"Let's hope he had a bad day and wasn't just fooling around." Don clenched his teeth.
"Mind if we go to the store? I'd like to buy some cookies for Sadie," Colby said.
Don nodded and followed him. A nervous looking guy attracted their attention. He wore a hoodie, dirty jeans and Nikes and entered the shop at first.
Don and Colby exchanged looks and nodded at the same time. They guy muttered incoherently and his movements were erratic. Don turned left, his hand on the butt of his gun while Colby stayed next to the counter buying some sweets. In this very moment the guy cocked a gun and leveled it at the cashier's and Colby's head.
"Gimme the money," he yelled and put a plastic bag on the counter, "c'mon."
The poor old man behind the counter was scared to death.
"The money put it in here!" the stranger yelled.
Colby's heart hammered in his chest, where the hell was Don?
He was waiting for the right moment. Unfortunately the guy was losing it, he trembled. Don didn't think he could wait any longer. Then everything seemed to happen in slow motion.
"FBI! Freeze!" he yelled and stepped forward, two hands on his gun, leveling at him.
"It's over, drop it," Don said, carefully advancing toward him.
The guy just laughed when he aimed the gun at the agent in front of him and pulled the trigger. BANG! tbc