To Write a Wrong by Robin Caroll

Author:Robin Caroll
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Suspense
ISBN: 9781433678271
Publisher: B&H Publishing Group
Published: 2012-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

“The only mention of her name in the press I’ll accept is in conjunction with her obituary.”

“Yes, sir.” The new hire seemed to get the point.

“Today.”

“I’m on it right now.”

Oswald liked that. Much better than the previous one. “Did you take care of the other problem we discussed?”

“Already handled as you requested.” A minor break in the phone connection crackled. “You’ll never hear from him again.”

This one understood his place. Maybe he’d keep this one around. “I’ll call you in the morning to ensure the assignment has been completed. Don’t disappoint me.”

“No, sir. I have everything under control.”

He hung up the phone, suddenly craving a cigarette. It’d been a good five years since he smoked. Sometimes he truly missed the habit. After a good meal. After sex. Now.

On his best days, he managed to avoid thinking about the undesirable tendencies he had to leave behind when he left prison. Smoking, drinking, drugs . . . while he still enjoyed a nightcap, now he poured a high-price, labeled scotch rather than putrid cheap wine that would leave him with a headache the next morning. He’d quit the habits now. Habits were signs of weakness. Of someone who allowed cravings to dictate his life.

No more.

Just as he’d left behind the name his mother had saddled him with and the mess of a life she’d stuck him in. He’d left behind the signs of weakness and never looked back.

He never would.

His office phone rang. He ignored it. That’s why he had an assistant—to screen his calls, among other things.

“Sir?”

“Yes?”

“A Johnny Smith is on the line for you.”

He’d wondered how long it would take for the weasel to get around to contacting him. Had taken him long enough. Had he even made the connection, or was this call for an entirely different reason?

In the event the idiot had actually used his brain and made a connection, the situation needed to be under control. Tomorrow.

He smiled at his secretary. “Tell him you tried to catch me but couldn’t. Assure him that you’ll have me call him in the morning.”

“Yes, sir.” She backed out of the office, pulling the door closed.

He grinned. He’d truly left the past behind. The days when he couldn’t manipulate. When he waited at the mercy of politicians and game changers. When he couldn’t do anything more than survive. When he had to live by everyone else’s rules.

No more.

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