Vigilante Angels Trilogy: the Complete Boxed Set 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, loss grief hero criminal savior convict aging, gay lgbt homophobia lgbtq homosexual, karate martial arts korea, Assassination, beach, island, political corruption
Publisher: Wild Lake Press, Inc
Published: 2018-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

BOBBY AND MIKE WALKED out toward the car.

“Well, that went marvelously,” Bobby said to Mike sarcastically.

“It just proved that your family is as screwed up as mine,” Mike said, hugging him.

“Easy...neighbors,” Bobby said, looking around nervously. Then he laughed. “Now look who’s in a rush to get out of the closet.”

“We’re getting there. Like you said, tonight was a big step. I’m happy we did this.”

“I’m happy it’s over,” Bobby answered. “I can’t believe we just took that step, after dreaming about it for so long.”

“You coming over for a while?”

“Yeah. I’d like to stay the night. I’m not sure I want to be around for whatever happens next here.”

18 Private Eye

The stench from the dumpster they were hiding behind was overwhelming.

Tommy took up a pair of binoculars as Molletier crouched next to him, peering through an identical pair. “You sure this is the right motel, and that’s the right room?” Tommy asked. “You got this all scoped out?”

“I am a private detective,” Molletier responded factually. “I am very good at what I do. Just watch.” He paused. “You’re sure you want to see this?” he added, with uncharacteristic empathy.

“It is what it is,” Tommy said, doing his best to hide his emotions. “I have to know what I’m dealing with.”

The sheer curtain in the first-floor room they were observing was slid three-quarters of the way across the window. They could only see the foot of the bed and a television on the dresser, which flickered with a mindless reality show.

The sound of an approaching car caught Tommy’s attention. He looked through the binoculars across the darkened parking lot. As he adjusted the dials and the focus sharpened, he saw it at the far end, barely lit by the motel’s neon sign. Margie’s fucking car. The small hope he’d held that this was all some kind of coincidence was dashed.

He watched as she parked in a dark corner, then turned on the dome light and adjusted the rearview mirror to apply her makeup. She got out of the car and hurried across the lot, glancing around nervously.

For a moment, he wanted to pretend it wasn’t her, that he was dreaming and he’d wake up any minute. He resisted the impulse to run to her and beg her not to do this. He wanted to convince himself she and his brother-in-law hadn’t done anything yet, that it would be the first time, and thus everything would be easier to forgive—that they would cry together, profess their love, make everything right, and be happy together again for whatever time he had left.

Instead, he remained silent and held his position.

A few minutes later, there was movement in the room as a silhouetted figure rose from the bed, moved to the door, and opened it. A woman entered from the hall, still in shadow, and they became one. They briefly moved to the area of the window that wasn’t obstructed by the curtain, and he could see them clearly through the binoculars. My wife and my brother-in-law.

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