Genesis - Aaron Solomon (love letters to the dead TXT) 📗

hurriedly made our way through the rear exit only to find that Swanson had now hopped in a black Maserati in the parking lot and was now speeding off, heading west down the turn off of 39th onto the main road toward east 38th. We all raced as quick as we could to my silver BMW parked on the other edge at the corner of the club and took off in hot pursuit of Swanson, racing down the fairly clear streets of the eastern suburbs of the city before we caught up to him just before he made the turn onto the plaza and I veered hard into him, turtling his car onto its roof and causing it to skid at least four to five feet before coming to rest against a light post on the edge of the curb. I made my way toward the driver’s side door and after giving him a hard punch to his already bloody muzzle upon opening it, ripped him out and forced him hard onto the pavement while Isa and Kari both stood over him scowling. “Nowhere to run now, Swanson.” I said with a sadistic smirk of my own. “How’s it feel to be on the receiving end of the stick of payback?” “Please.” He began to plead as if he was suddenly the one who was innocent. “Let me go. I’ll do anything you three want. I’m sorry. Just please don’t…” “Too late.” Kari cut in before stopping hard on her face with her boot. “Ten years too late.” I invited Isa and Kari back at my place as soon as police had taken over the whole maddening scene and we had spent nearly a good hour or so sitting in front of my flat screen in the living room watching the story unfold on the news about the public now knowing and telling tales about us three brave souls who mercilessly stepped into the face of peril and emerged victorious to stop the one wolf who had kept nearly a portion of this city down on its knees. “Let’s make a pact.” I said to Kari as I sat down and took a place next to her on the sectional. “Your family may be gone but so is the parasite who tore them from you like the bloodsucking vulture he is. So now, the three of us, we’re all a family now and will always be until the day we close our eyes and leave this very earth. We’ll make a vow to protect this city and always be there for any and all whoever may come in harm’s way. How does that sound to you, sister?” “I’d like that.” Kari replied with an affirmative nod. “It all sounds very promising. What should be the name of our little group?” I paused for a brief moment in time and then smiled before looking at both of them and answering, “The Oath Keepers.” Imprint

Publication Date: 07-21-2015

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