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How could someone take a life for money and go about his job like it was nothing, like he had done no wrong?
But shit cops like him killed people for a lot less.
A lot fucking less.
Pulling his phone out of my back pocket—the one I had taken from the cruiser earlier—I pulled up his banking app and used his fingerprint to access his bank account.
“What are you doing?” he said, spitting up some more blood, unable to move. “I need that money! I have a wife and a daughter.”
“And I had a father once, too.” I transferred his entire savings into the overseas bank account that Poison had opened years ago for shit like this. “Your wife is having an affair with a businessman, far wealthier than you would have ever been, anyway. She’ll be fine.”
“Don’t lie about her,” he screamed at me through his bloody teeth.
And because I wanted his last moment on this earth to be one of despair and shock and betrayal, I sank the knife deep in his throat and slit it, making sure to cut the artery all the way through until the life drained from his eyes and his body fell completely limp.
Like Harvey hadn’t been in school all week either, this officer wouldn’t show up to his job for the rest of his pathetic life. Nobody—and I meant, nobody—fucked with the people that I cared about. I would do anything to protect them from the bad, corrupt people in Redwood.
Anything.
I picked up the body, dumped it into the back of the plate-less car that we kept here for emergencies, and slammed the trunk. Nobody would find Officer Rak again. Once I was finished with him, all traces of him would be wiped out from this world.
One less asshole would walk through Redwood’s streets.
