Rest in Peace by Darrell Maloney

Author:Darrell Maloney
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-03-26T04:00:00+00:00

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Marty returned to his cell, number 225, on the upper tier.

His wife Glenna was already there, consoling her children.

Marty checked his hiding place, beneath his mattress. His knives were still there.

Sennett’s orders to his men, when he dispatched them to search the cells, was to “gather up the guns.”

It was an oversight on Sennett’s part, and quite possibly his first mistake.

For that was what his men searched for.

They didn’t find any, because the cells (or apartments) were gun-free zones. But they didn’t know that.

Now, common sense would have dictated the men confiscate any knives they came across as well.

But former convicts aren’t exactly known for using their own heads.

All those years in prison they followed instructions.

“Cuff up, report to chow, clean your cell, go to the infirmary, shut your mouth, hang that up,” etc.

They get out of the habit of thinking for themselves.

And they get into the habit of following instructions to the letter.

Sometimes when told to do “A and B” they’ll skip “C” even if it’s apparent it needs to be done.

It’s part of the whole institutionalization of convicts.

It’s possible they never even raised Marty’s mattress and saw the knives.

It’s also possible they saw them and left them behind simply because Sennett didn’t specifically tell them to grab them.

In either case it was a major blunder.

Marty was left with a pearl handled Bowie knife, a cherry handled Bowie knife and a tactical knife, serrated on one side and razor sharp on the other.

It was perfectly weighted for throwing and the one Marty used to practice with.

He was a bit rusty now, but confident he could still sink it into someone’s chest from twenty feet if called upon to do so.

After Glenna got the kids calmed down she laid them upon her bunk and told them to relax.

“I know you’re too wound up to sleep, so I want you to go on quiet time,” she told them. “You’re not being punished, I promise. But I need you to be perfectly quiet while Daddy and I figure out what to do, okay?”

In the tiny room it was impossible to carry on a private conversation, even in hushed tones.

The children would hear every word they said to one another.

But that was okay. They were old enough now to understand that bad people sometimes do bad things to good people.

They also understood that it’s up to good people, doing sometimes extraordinary things, to right the wrongs.

And they trusted their mother and step-father explicitly.

“When they allow us to move about again I’m going to move down to Bill Brady’s old cell,” Marty told her.

“But why?”

“Because I plan to make a move on them as quickly as I can, before they decide to come through a second time collecting knives.

“If I fail, I don’t want them to know you and I are a couple. I don’t them to take any kind of retaliation out on you or the kids.

“Ruth Sears already has a target on her back and I don’t want a target on yours.”

“What

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