A Hero's Dealing
Chapter 7
Dedication: to Jag who read this before I posted
Disclaimer: not mine, if I buy them, I'll let you know
FYI: yes, amazingly enough this is still a sequel to A Hero's Memorial
~A Warehouse~ It was dark, very dark; you couldn't see anything except for one corner of the room. A single candle burned, far away from the windows, just in case anyone was to wander by, no one was to know that this warehouse was being used.
"Did you finish her off?" a voice asked as a young man walked into the dark room.
"Is the mysterious voice really necessary dad?" the young man asked, "and this stupid warehouse, why not just meet at home. No one's following me, or you, no one has any reason to suspect us of anything."
"Did you finish her off or not?" the voice asked again.
"Of course I did, didn't you read it in the papers?" the young man asked.
"I have not left the house to get the paper son, there is no point, I knew you would come tell me. Did you leave any clues on the body?" the older voice asked.
"No, I dumped the body in the water just like planned," the young man said sighing irritably.
"Calm down son, I'm just trying to be thorough, no point in making any mistakes," the older voice said slowly, "are you ready for your next assignment?"
"What more is there to do? We have our revenge, what else do we need?" the younger man asked.
"This is not done," the older voice said, "we may have worked for Harley, and we may have gotten our revenge but we have not finished our plan."
~The Police Station~ It was barely seven when Commissioner Ayers got into work; he was pleased to find many of the officers were there early as well. He wanted all of his men on this case; it was imperative that they found out who was behind the murder of Harley Quinzell.
"Sir, we found a clue," Kathy, a young police officer greeted her boss early in the morning.
"What did you find?" Commissioner Ayers asked.
"It was a strand of hair not belonging to Harley sir, it's in the lab right now," Kathy reported before going back to her desk and finishing the paperwork.
Commissioner Ayers walked quickly to the lab, "have you got an I.D. for the murderer yet?
"It's coming in right now.Commissioner Ayers, meet Curly Ayers, he's our perp," Rachael the lab analyzer said.
Commissioner Ayers gasped, "Rachael," he said sternly, "you will tell no one about this, keep this a secret."
Rachael nodded highly intimidated by the crazed look in the Commissioner's eyes, "don't worry this is our little secret, I promise."
"Good," the Commissioner said, "I'll be in my office, bring the results and the evidence directly to me, if anyone asks, there was a problem with the equipment and you couldn't I.D. the perp."
Rachael nodded slowly her eyes still wide with fright. With a final look the Commissioner stormed out the bright room, no one could know about his nephew and brother, he would be ruined if anyone ever found out.
Chapter 7
Dedication: to Jag who read this before I posted
Disclaimer: not mine, if I buy them, I'll let you know
FYI: yes, amazingly enough this is still a sequel to A Hero's Memorial
~A Warehouse~ It was dark, very dark; you couldn't see anything except for one corner of the room. A single candle burned, far away from the windows, just in case anyone was to wander by, no one was to know that this warehouse was being used.
"Did you finish her off?" a voice asked as a young man walked into the dark room.
"Is the mysterious voice really necessary dad?" the young man asked, "and this stupid warehouse, why not just meet at home. No one's following me, or you, no one has any reason to suspect us of anything."
"Did you finish her off or not?" the voice asked again.
"Of course I did, didn't you read it in the papers?" the young man asked.
"I have not left the house to get the paper son, there is no point, I knew you would come tell me. Did you leave any clues on the body?" the older voice asked.
"No, I dumped the body in the water just like planned," the young man said sighing irritably.
"Calm down son, I'm just trying to be thorough, no point in making any mistakes," the older voice said slowly, "are you ready for your next assignment?"
"What more is there to do? We have our revenge, what else do we need?" the younger man asked.
"This is not done," the older voice said, "we may have worked for Harley, and we may have gotten our revenge but we have not finished our plan."
~The Police Station~ It was barely seven when Commissioner Ayers got into work; he was pleased to find many of the officers were there early as well. He wanted all of his men on this case; it was imperative that they found out who was behind the murder of Harley Quinzell.
"Sir, we found a clue," Kathy, a young police officer greeted her boss early in the morning.
"What did you find?" Commissioner Ayers asked.
"It was a strand of hair not belonging to Harley sir, it's in the lab right now," Kathy reported before going back to her desk and finishing the paperwork.
Commissioner Ayers walked quickly to the lab, "have you got an I.D. for the murderer yet?
"It's coming in right now.Commissioner Ayers, meet Curly Ayers, he's our perp," Rachael the lab analyzer said.
Commissioner Ayers gasped, "Rachael," he said sternly, "you will tell no one about this, keep this a secret."
Rachael nodded highly intimidated by the crazed look in the Commissioner's eyes, "don't worry this is our little secret, I promise."
"Good," the Commissioner said, "I'll be in my office, bring the results and the evidence directly to me, if anyone asks, there was a problem with the equipment and you couldn't I.D. the perp."
Rachael nodded slowly her eyes still wide with fright. With a final look the Commissioner stormed out the bright room, no one could know about his nephew and brother, he would be ruined if anyone ever found out.