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Chapter 14

The man hummed to himself as he poured a fresh, hot cup of coffee. Inhaling the aromatic brew, he smiled. Great way to start the day. He felt happier than he could recall being since before his Jenny died.

Picking up the newspaper, which was folded neatly on the kitchen table, he made his way to his home office, to sit in peace and read the front page which would no doubt outline the previous days events that should have led up to the death of Temperance Brennan, and effectively forced Seeley Booth to feel what he himself felt a year ago when his beloved Jenny died.

Ideally, he would have enjoyed witnessing Temperance Brennan's demise from a distance, however he knew that it was much to risky. Authorities often watched the surrounding area for the person or persons responsible for the crime at hand. The man knew the press would answer any questions he may have.

Grinning now, he nudged the leather chair with his knee, and it rolled backward, allowing him to sit. He carefully placed his steaming mug of coffee down on the coaster, the paper beside it and lowered himself into the supple leather, reclining a moment, taking the time to savor the feeling of peace that has eluded him for so long.

Now things were square and he could move on with his life, knowing that justice had been served, and that the right thing had been done to take care of the wrong that had been done. Exhaling and opening his eyes, he unfolded the newspaper and narrowed his eyes, seeking the article in question.

Nothing on the front page….that was unusual, however with the problems the world was facing today, a local celebrity's demise may not seem as newsworthy to some as it was to others, he considered thoughtfully. Turning several pages, he finally found the article he was seeking.

"Local Celebrity Author and Forensic Anthropologist hospitalized" the headline read

The man took a sharp intake of breath. After reading the report, and re-reading it again, he was angered to find out that once again, Booth interfered. This was unacceptable.

Why must this man continue to stop what was clearly necessary? The man wondered irritably.

Shaking his head, he knew what his next step would have to be. It was unfortunate that this must happen, however at this point, it was unavoidable. Any other person would undoubtedly get very upset at this set back. Not him. The man prided himself on his ability to remain unshakeable calm.

The man had originally not intended harm of any kind to the FBI Agent. Now though…well…collateral damage was at this point could not be helped.

Thankfully, he'd acquired an untraceable weapon not that long ago for another issue he'd since taken care of. It would come in handy for this case.

He glanced at the framed picture of him and his Jenny on their wedding day so many years ago.

Before she refused to get the help she needed.

Before she left him.

Before she died.

His chin trembled with pent up sorrow. Anguish filled him; he managed to choke back a sob, and resolved to do whatever it took for his Jenny. She was no doubt looking down on him from Heaven, disappointed at how the recent turn of events had happened. He would do what he had to for her. For Jenny.

An eye for an eye. It was in the Bible. It was of course God's way.

Mumbling a silent prayer to his lost love, he promised her he'd finish what he started, so she could rest in peace, and so he could move on.

End this chapter

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