Cold Blooded Assassin Book 8: Rule of Nightmare (Nick McCarty Assassin) by Bernard Lee DeLeo

Author:Bernard Lee DeLeo [DeLeo, Bernard Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Terrorism, Assassin, Espionage, Action
Publisher: RJ Parker Publishing
Published: 2017-09-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Political Correction

Nick smiled at Gus as Cantor’s keycard opened the entrance door. “Follow me, boys.”

Inside, Nick heard voices yammering at each other in less than cordial tones. He stayed along the wall, moving toward the voices. At the entrance to the living room area, Nick strode through with Gus, Johnny, and Jian spreading out at his sides, MP5s at the ready.

“On the floor! Now! Make a move and we rake you with a 9mm hollow point burst!”

The four killers thought about reaching. In custody, the killers had no clue if they would be bound over for past crimes. Barren started sobbing. Danders peed his pants and dived for the floor, face down.

“Okay… go for it,” Nick said. “My burst hits across you guys at your balls level. My friends will aim high. Before you die, you’ll all know how it feels not to have a dick.”

“Fine. You’d best hope we don’t get free, Marshal,” Al told him. Al got face down on the floor, as did his companions.

“Lock your hands behind your heads.” Nick pointed at Barren as Jian began restraining the men while Johnny and Gus covered them. “Quit your crying and get face down on the floor, ‘Littlebull’. If you don’t do it, I’ll do it for you.”

Barren knelt carefully. “Who…who are you?”

“I’m US Marshal Nick McCarty. With me are Marshals Nason, Groves, and Chen. Face down, Senator. That’s it. Lock those fingers behind your liberal head.”

“I’ll have your badge for this, McCarty! Why does your name sound familiar?”

“I put one of your cohorts out of business: Diane Cameron. She sold out to the Sharia Law Mutants just like you and ‘Crazy Benny’. I busted her ass out of the Senate.”

“Yes! I know you now. You’re nothing but a prejudiced asshole!”

“Spoken like a true fraud, ‘Chief Littlebull’. I have more Cherokee blood in the heel of my shoe than you do in your entire line of miscreants, poser. Because we allowed the leftist, politically correct morons like you destroy the English language, a great word like prejudice disappeared from normal vocabulary and descriptive phrases. In past times, anyone of any race, creed, or color could be legitimately prejudiced against someone or something. For instance, I’m prejudiced against people without logical thinking capability and common sense - like you. I’m prejudiced against BLM/Antifa/La Raza goon squads. I’m prejudiced against liberal anarchist nitwits, striving to destroy the foundation of America – like you. I’m prejudiced against people incapable of hearing or reading a simple statement, without distorting the literal meaning, with whatever twisted morass of nonsense happens to be flowing in their own heads – like you. From now on when someone accuses me of being prejudiced, I’ll just say ‘thank you’. They still won’t know what the meaning of the word is, but I will.”

Nick restrained Barren at ankles and wrists as she cried out in anguish at her harsh treatment. Nick patted her down professionally. “Calm down, ‘Littlebull’.”

“Cala is in the front with the Ford,” Johnny said. “Great speech, Muerto.

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