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“No, don’t be crazy,” he said, sounding genuinely shocked. “He’s a boy.”
He’s a boy.
The only reason he had for not doing it.
He’s a fucking boy.
“Your daughter then?” I asked him. “Have you fucked your daughter?”
He stared at me vehemently, and he smiled. “I know how to handle my family.”
I decided he had to die.
Calmly, I sat down in a chair. I passed him some paper and a pen.
“What’s this?” he smirked at me.
“You’re writing your goodbye letter,” I told him. “You’re telling your daughter, and your wife, and your son, how very sorry you are for being such an unbelievable fuck-up and ruining all their lives. I want them to have some closure after you’re gone.”
“You’re going to kill me?” he asked incredulously, laughing out loud.
“No,” I explained. “You’re going to kill yourself.”
He didn’t believe me at first. He didn’t believe a word I said until I showed him proof.
I’d done some digging alright, and on top of the child abuse, I found something he thought nobody knew about.
There was a girl gone missing in the town he lived in as a kid. I went down there a couple of weekends ago.
I spoke to the bereft mother, who even after all those years passed, still only blamed one person – her daughter Amie’s first boyfriend.
Aaron James.
She said he was older, bad news around town. She said everyone knew he was the one who’d fucked and strangled her daughter. And then fucked her again when her body wasn’t even cold. She cried so much when she told me.
I talked to the local sheriff.
He told me they’d found some new evidence with the help of improved DNA tests becoming available. And finally, they were coming for him.
It was all true, and as Aaron James started to realize the manhunt was going to begin, his face paled.
“So, you have a choice, Aaron,” I told him. “Either die now, as dignified as you can for a man like you… Or wait for them to come for you, ruin your family, and put your ass in prison or in the chair. Up to you.”
He stared at me with so much hatred, and I reveled in it.
“You think I’m going to off myself on the word of a madman?” he snarled at me.
Instead of responding, I reached in my pocket with my gloved hands and brought out his own gun. His eyes widened. I’d taken it from his cabinet earlier.
“I’m going to enjoy seeing your brains splatter the walls,” I told him, and he laughed out loud.
“I’m not going to kill myself,” he told me. “You’re fucking crazy if you think I will.”
“I thought you might say that,” I said pleasantly. “So, here’s something that might persuade you.”
I got my phone out and showed him several screenshots.
They were from his work emails. He was getting sued by a former student of his, and no one knew yet.
“Oh yes, I know all about her,” I told him with a grin. “And I know you’ve been trying to keep it under wraps. But I know something you don’t.”
“Like what?” he laughed in my face.
“Your student, Priscilla?” I grinned at him. “She’s eight months pregnant with your child.”
He looked like he was going to be sick.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. “Did I say child? I meant children. She’s carrying your twins, you fucking jackass.”
He struggled against his ropes one last time.
“I’m going to untie you now,” I told him. “And you’re going to die.”
He stared at me as I undid his ropes. The moment he was free, he jumped me, but I saw it coming.
He headbutted me fucking hard, but I blinked away the blood, pinning him against the wall.
“Time to die, Aaron James,” I told him. “You don’t even have to do it if you’re still a pussy. I’ll be happy to do it for you.”
“I’d like to see you try,” he snarled, and I walked him back to his chair with the gun jammed into his back.
I sat him down and looked him in the eyes, both of us knowing how his story ended. The only choice he had was whether he wanted to hold the gun.
“Be a man,” I told him. “Be a man and blow your fucking brains out.”
He reached for the gun. His fingers were shaking. I really thought he’d point it at me, and I didn’t let go. We both held it as he pointed it at me first, but I made him move it until the barrel was under his throat.
And he was the one who pulled the trigger, with my voice in his ear telling him it would all be over soon.
His blood splattered everything. The walls, my clothes, the floor. It was everywhere. I tasted the metallic tang of it in my fucking mouth.
I left as fast as I fucking could. I didn’t even have time to clean up properly.
