299 Days: The War (Volume 8) by Glen Tate

Author:Glen Tate [Tate, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: 299 Days VIII: The War
ISBN: 9780615994451
Amazon: 0615994458
Publisher: Prepper Press
Published: 2014-03-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 270

Blowout New Year’s Eve Party

(December 31)

New Year’s Eve in Frederickson was a relaxed affair. People were ready to have a party. The year had been so hard. People really needed a mental break. Much like in the former Soviet Union, New Year’s Eve was a huge party. People living like that needed to believe the new year would be better than the last one. It probably wouldn’t, but it was a good excuse to get drunk in the middle of a bleak and hopeless life.

After breakfast on New Year’s Eve, Bennington got all the booze he could from the “evidence locker,” as they called it, which was where they locked up all the contraband they stole and used for themselves or sold. Bennington had a lot of booze.

He took an armload of bottles up the stairs to Commissioner Winter’s office. There was Julie Mathers, the poor receptionist who Winters repeatedly raped and then showed off the pictures to everyone. She was a shell of a person. She looked dead. She was too pathetic to look at. Bennington felt guilty for not wanting to look at her. He hoped that this would be the last day of humiliation she would suffer. “Hey, Julie,” Bennington said. “Just setting up for the party tonight.”

It took Julie a while to realize what Bennington was saying. She was always in a daze of varying intensities.

“I don’t have that down,” Julie finally said.

“Oh,” Bennington said, “I talked to Commissioner Winters about it right before Christmas. Weird. He must have forgotten. Lots going on this time of the year.”

Julie was getting scared. If Winters thought she had made a mistake…

“Put it down on his schedule for 8:00 p.m. and I’ll tell him he forgot,” Bennington said. “I’ll take the fall for not reminding him.”

Julie was relieved. “Who’s coming?” she asked.

“Department heads, community leaders, the usual,” Bennington said. “Community leaders” was the phrase for gang leaders.

“I have some refreshments,” Bennington said, pointing his head down at the bottles in his arms. “And there will be some girls who want to come.” The “girls” they always had at the “community leader” parties were hookers and soon-to-be rape victims, of course. Julie knew that.

“I’ll put the refreshments in the conference room and lock it,” Bennington said. “Wouldn’t want this valuable stuff to walk off.”

Julie just stared. It was horrible to look at her. She was so wrecked.

Bennington walked up to Julie and looked her in the eye. “Tonight would be a good night for you to stay in your room,” Bennington said, referring to her quarters in the courthouse. “Julie, do you understand?”

She looked puzzled.

“Julie,” Bennington said to her very sincerely, “promise me you’ll stay in your room tonight and not come out.” He was taking a huge risk about letting someone on to what was going to happen, even if it was only a vague mention of it, but he couldn’t resist. He couldn’t have anything happen to that poor, innocent woman who had been through so much.

“Okay,” she said.

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