Vigilante Angels Book II: the Cop: Vigilante Angels, #2 by Billy DeCarlo

Author:Billy DeCarlo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: police vigilante justice murder organized crime, serial killer dark disturbing vengeful urban pulp, noir revenge hatred racism cop retribution anger, executioner prejudice terminal cancer diagnosis, loss rage Marine veteran retaliation aged death, gay lgbt homophobia lgbtq homosexual, karate martial arts korea, corruption
Publisher: Wild Lake Press, Inc
Published: 2018-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

19 Job Offer

Bobby sat at his desk, trying to work while nervously checking the door to the station house. He could feel the effect of his anxiety and the several cups of coffee he had consumed on his heart rate. He spent the time wondering again why he was spending his life in a job he detested, around people he despised, only to please his father. I’m going to quit. I just hope Dad’s really okay with it.

He heard a commotion outside and knew immediately that it was Carson and whatever follower he was partnered with that day. Probably Jackson, as usual. His stomach began to churn as he quickly retreated to the screen of his computer and the work he was supposed to be doing.

The door swung open, and his antagonist entered. “Good day, good day, you macho men and women in blue! I’m so proud to be part of a group of macho individuals such as yourselves. Make way for the biggest, baddest wolf in the den.”Carson made his way through the room slowly, making sure all eyes were on him.

Bobby felt him coming closer and closer until finally, he sensed him standing there, looming over him as he pretended to concentrate on his work.

“Bobby, my boy. Don’t you agree? A cop should be a macho, macho man, right? Not like that bunch of gay dudes in that stupid group that sang the song. Who was it, Village People? Right? Can’t believe they had a gay guy dressed like a cop in that group. I mean, how do you do this job if you aren’t a macho individual? The people expect it of us, right? They don’t want a bunch of bozos for cops, do they, Bobby?”

Bobby felt his face burn. He knew that Carson was aware of his embarrassment and was enjoying it and that the entire station was watching him hold court. “Yeah, Carson. Whatever you say. I’m kind of busy,” he responded without looking.

His unease built as he waited to be outed in front of everyone he worked with, kicking off a long period of gossip and snickering behind his back. He wanted the floor to open up and swallow him, to be anywhere but there in that moment. It reminded him of when he was a kid: the waiting for inevitable, horrible things, and wishing for doors to open for him to escape through.

Carson leaned forward, sticking his head over Bobby’s desk. “Listen, Bobby,” he said in a whisper. “How’d you like to get out from behind that desk and do some real police work? Toughen up a bit. Make your old man proud of you, while you’re still here.”

Bobby processed the words, calculating them from every angle he could. He wondered if Carson was possibly sincere. Maybe he thinks he can change me. I could make Dad proud, just once, before I quit. He’d be so happy to hear I was on the street, like him. Maybe I can get something on Carson, and get him to leave Dad alone.

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