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“Would you have believed me if I tried?!” Zafira
shouted back. “You needed to see this for
yourself, to follow through with it to the very
Cole felt a level of betrayal he never knew was
possible. The void in his heart quickly filled with
infinite vengeful rage.
“Why Maria?” Cole pleaded. “Why would you do
this to me? To us?”
“I never meant to hurt you Cole. I loved you! But
you were always on the job and I was very lonely
at times. I would try to reach out to you, but your
work always seemed more important than me.
You rarely paid attention to me anymore. In the
midst of my depression, I was seduced by Frank’s
charms. He made me feel desired and wanted,
taking me out to lunch several times while you
were at work. He later kissed me. It felt so wrong
— but I was too starved for attention that it
didn’t seem to matter. I couldn’t resist making
love to him time and time again. I tried to stop,
but I was too weak.”
Cole brushed away his tears. “Nothing was more
important than you. I would have given up my
career to make you happy. I’ve been through hell,
risking certain death, just to be able to talk to
you like this. I’ve been lost without you and now I
find out that my whole life has been nothing but a
“Cole! Wait! I-”
Maria was out of time. The particles that made
up Maria’s spirit once again separated in a bright
flash. The tiny orbs scattered throughout the
cemetery then fizzled into nothingness.
Cole turned his back. “Good-bye Maria. May you
rest in peace.”
“Where are you going?” Zafira asked as Cole
stormed past her.
Cole gave no reply. He rushed to his car, driven
by hatred so intense it had consumed him.
Intending to finish what he began, he sped off,
leaving Zafira behind.
Cole parked his car a few blocks from Frank’s
suburban home. He reached into his glovebox and
retrieved his service revolver. After making sure it
was fully loaded, he walked through the
neighborhood to Frank’s house.
Peering through the front living room window, he
saw Frank sitting on his couch, cheering at the
basketball game on his TV. Frank seemed alone.
Cole walked up Frank’s porch and knocked on the
front door with the pistol concealed in his pocket.
He knocked several times, and again, before Frank
finally opened the door.
“Cole? Jesus man, you’re soaked! What are you
Seeing the man who ruined his life face-to-face
instantly transformed Cole’s usual cool-headed
demeanor into that of a crazed madman. He
pulled out his revolver, pointing it at Frank’s
“Back inside. Now!” Cole commanded.
“What the f–k are you doing?!” Frank shouted,
retreating backwards into his house.
Cole shut the door behind him. “Did you really
think I wouldn’t figure it all out?”
Frank looked at Cole, confused, “What the hell are
you talking about? You’ve completely lost it,
Cole’s free hand struck Frank’s nose with full
force, making a loud crunch of knuckles hitting
cartilage. “No more lies!” he said, striking him
again, sending Frank to the floor.
With his revolver pointed down at Frank, he spoke
with steely fury. “I know everything, you piece of
s–t! About your involvement in the s-x trade, you
f—–g my wife in my own bed, and you raping
and murdering her!”
Frank looked at Cole with utter shock. “I’m
impressed.” He wiped the the blood from his face. “How’d
you figure it all out?”
Cole sent a hearty kick straight to Frank’s ribs.
” How, is of no consequence.”
Frank groaned. “I suppose not. Much like it is of
no consequence keeping secrets anymore. I
should have killed you when I had the chance, but
no, Maria had to botch everything by getting
knocked up. For a while, killing her turned out to
be just as good. You were too busy moping to
continue your investigations. But it seems you
can’t just let sleeping dogs lie.”
Frank smiled sardonically. “I will admit — she
was a fine piece of a-s. She would c-m time and
time again as if she hadn’t gotten off a day in her
life. For all I know, maybe she hadn’t. She was
way out of your league. It took a real man to
Cole kicked Frank again. He pressed his foot
down on the side of Frank’s head with all his
might. “Real men don’t rape or murder women.”
Frank cackled amid his pain. “So what do you
plan to do, huh? Arrest me? Good luck trying to
explain this broken nose in court.”
Cole pulled the hammer back on his revolver and
put the barrel directly against Frank’s temple.
“Now isn’t the time to be smug, you arrogant
Frank laughed, “Go ahead, do it. I doubt you have
the balls, though. And even if you do, either our
fellow policemen or my organization will find
Cole pressed the barrel hard against Frank’s
skull. His hand shook from the anger and
adrenaline coursing through his veins. In the
beginning, he was content with justice; but now,
only vengeance would suffice.
His tightening finger on the trigger stopped when
he heard a woman’s voice.
To Be Continued