Green (Black's Christmas) by T.L. Smith

Author:T.L. Smith [Smith, T.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-22T18:30:00+00:00

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Black

I can’t wait a day longer, it has to happen now. He’s snuck into my life like a snake slithers into a hole. And what do you do with an unwanted guest? You remove it. He’s exactly where I left him, sitting at the bar. By himself. The good doctor must be well and truly intoxicated by now. My hands grip the steering wheel and my heart accelerates as I watch him finally walk out. Excitement fills me, need fills me even more. The thing you were born to do shouldn’t be a crime, right? I was born to do this. That was proven a long time ago when I took my first life.

Following him back to his place, I don’t stay in my truck this time, and I’ve parked where no one can see me. My boots hit the asphalt and my hand squeezes tightly on the gun in my hand.

It used to be easy.

I didn’t have to think about what I was going to do.

I just did it.

Now it’s a game of cat and mouse, one where the cat cannot be caught. The consequences of being caught are too dire. No, this must be a killing that leaves absolutely no trace of me. At all.

He’s back in that seat, the wingback chair I’ve seen him in several times before. The television flicks on. Porn. Young men displayed in disgusting positions on his television. Walking to his door, I test it and it’s unlocked. Easy to get in. Easier than I anticipated. No force will be necessary… yet.

His walls are white. Sterile. Empty. No pictures are hanging. No love is felt in this house. It’s cold. Barren. Depressing.

He has a child, why does it feel as if he has none.

The entrance to the main room where he’s seated is wide open.

My hand grips the gun in hand, he hasn’t noticed I’m there, standing at the main entrance watching him. He hasn’t even felt my presence. With the flick of my wrist the light next to me flicks off and he moves turning fast in his chair. The asshole starts scrambling to his feet. He can’t see me clearly, but he knows someone is there. Just has no idea who.

“You’re in the wrong house, take what you want and leave.”

I make no move to steal or leave. He’s now standing, his face erratic, his eyes searching for something, possibly a weapon. It won’t help. I’ll kill him before he even touches it.

“Leave.” Cunner’s hand touches something next to him, the lights flick back on and now he can see me. He takes a step back, his head shaking back and forth. “I did nothing to that boy, didn’t touch him.” Those words leaving his mouth make my blood boil. I want to kill him again, and again, and once more for good measure. Even the thought of him going anywhere near my son makes me fill with rage. My cell starts ringing in my pocket, I know it’s Rose without even looking at it.

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