The Man Wrapped in Darkness by Matthew Newson

Author:Matthew Newson [Newson, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: demons, Family Disfunction, Christian Epic Fantasy, spiritual warfare, good vs. evil, Hell, Faustian Bargain, Spiritual Battles, angels, heaven, Corporate Fraud
Publisher: Matthew Newson
Published: 2020-04-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Alec Williams

Williams Estate – Private Home Office

Williams Point, New York

I SAT IN MY HOME OFFICE. The familiar sense of dread came upon me at the thought of going to sleep. I thought about the events of the day as I poured another drink of scotch from my grandfather’s decanter.

James popped his head through the door. "Do you need anything else before I retire for the evening?"

"No, James, I'm fine. Good night."

"Hard alcohol is not good for you. I tried to tell your father the same thing, you know."

"Thank you, James. I'll be fine, good night."

"Good night, my boy. I'll see you in the morning."

James shut the door, and I went back to my thoughts. Could my father really have been a part of some illegal business dealings? It didn’t make sense. I tried to dismiss the thought, but it stayed with me, gnawing at the back of my mind. Something didn’t add up. I looked at the top desk drawer containing my father’s parting gifts to me.

Maybe there was something on the flash drive or in the notebook that could answer my questions. I reached for the drawer, and then stopped. I didn’t have it in me to hear how much of a failure my father believed me to be. If Paul didn’t find something the next day, I would check the drive or the notebook. I hoped he discovered he was wrong about the whole thing.

I swallowed the last of the scotch and winced as it burned its way down. It didn’t take long for me to feel the effects of it, given its potency. Alcohol had become my nighttime routine. It took the edge off the anxiety I had been feeling every night.

I poured myself another and downed it as fast as I could. I savored the thought of being an even greater success than my father. I sat back and looked at a picture of my mom on the desk. When I stared at the picture, I would fantasize a life where she’d lived. A childhood filled with joy and love instead of misery and pain. I wondered what kind of advice she would have given me to woo my first crush, and what she would have said the first time a girl broke my heart. She would have been so proud at my high school and college graduation. I bet she would have cheered the loudest of all the parents. She was the biggest supporter in my life.

I would imagine her being able to turn my father into a kind and caring dad. Maybe if she’d hadn’t died, he would have changed his ways, and then I would have several family pictures on my desk instead of the one. I never could find any others then the one James had placed in my bag. I figured my dad had gotten rid of all of them the moment after my mother was in the ground. She was the glue that had held the family together, and it quickly dissolved after she passed.

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