Dial 911 for Evil

Nicole Deeds

Smirking, I had to pipe in, "You call them up here big guy." I laid back on my elbows, ankles crossed and waited. Mike and Matt both knew the drill, they would come in ready for him.
Both had been informed this was Tal's farewell on earth fuck. I tried to look forlorn and beaten but the triumphant smile kept threatening to creep over my lips.
"Oh and Tal.. Do be a dear and think about it a second.. How long have I been an enforcer? How long have I investigated crimes and brought men and women to justice? And while you're on that train of thought think about this.. Why in the world would I keep evidence? Hmm? Do I look stupid to you?" I fell silent and laughed inwardly. He would die either way, but to actually think I would bother with his little whore was beyond me.
 
Talon

Nicoles voice, poise and entire demeanor had changed. The arrogance and hatred no longer disguised in the tone of her words she threw at me...

"So I'm a dead man then" I stated, hearing the footsteps of two heavy men moving up the stairs. "At least I'll die not trying to fool myself who I am in life"

I moved to the corner of the room, a window to my left, the door and Nicole to my right...She lay there grinning...Sure she was impevious to the pending blood bath...

"Oh, The part about not killing you?" I tossed at her as the door shook from a heavy shoulder "I lied"

The smug look flickered as she twisted to track me and I aimed the left handed pistol at an imaginary spot between her eyes and slowly pulled the trigger.

The door gave way with a crack with Mike tumbling thru it and I ignored him, lifting the right handed pistol and centering on Matt's chest, pulling both triggers at the same time.

"He's got a gun aimed at meeeee" Nicoles frantic warning came as she raised her head and looked to her men. Blood sprayed from her mouth as the bullet missed the now moved forehead and instead entered one cheek then exited thru another...

Matt dropped to the floor a surprised expression on his face, not from me shooting him...But from the carnage created on Nicole's face...And then he died...

"I'm sorry Man, I kinda liked you" Came Mikes apology as he raised from the floor and aimed his own pistol "But you gotta remain loyal to the hand that feeds you"

I dove for the window as his pistol tracked me and began to fire, the first slug hitting my leg, the second my back...and then the glass gave way as I crashed thru it and felt myself falling...

The last thing I remembered was the bushes reaching up to me as the air rushed by...and thinking I had ruined the memory of Nicole's pretty face forever...
 
Nicole Deeds

The funeral was beautiful, the flowers that lovely shade of red she always loved. One by one the three mourners walked by and tossed dirt and a red rose over the casket sitting in the damp smelly ground.
She had lived a good life, a filling life and yes a crooked life as well. Mike shook his head as he was the last to leave, "Sorry to see you go, shoulda... oh hell.. Rest in peace." He tossed a lovely white lace hankerchief onto the white casket trimmed with gold and golden velvet lined.
A tear ran down his cheek as he stopped and stood staring at the stranger lurking just a bit away. He squinted, he knew the face well, Talon had come back to say what? farewell dead gal? He was the reason she was dead in the first place.
She found she couldn't live with the marks on her face and had taken her own life.
Shaking his head, he turned, pulled up the collar of his trench coat and pulled his hat low to ward off the icy drops from the cloudy gloomy sky. It fit his mood perfectly, the whole thing had gone sour. Stepping off, he was tempted to leave and let Tal think he won, but he couldn't. He had to let him know.
Turning he trudged up the slick hillside and paused at his side, watching down towards the grave as two workers filled it in with dirt.
"She'd never tell you the truth, family loyalty. But now she is dead and the guilty one has gotten away. So I am here to tell you, you should always question things that just aren't right.. Nicole had a twin. An Identical twin. You knew her well. Only you weren't aware of it. Stacy is the one who killed your friend and took the locket. Stacy is the one who hid in the basement and let Nicole take the rap for her crimes. Good bye Tal." He turned and walked off, not even insterested in staying to watch the man fume, cry or deny. Which ever it was he would do. Mike had earned his living, done as he was told and he left when Nicole died instead of Stacy.

So as the curtain closes on this final (?) act, we have to ask ourselves, do we really know everything like we think we do?

Shaking his head, no that wasn't always possible, Mike climbed into the rented limo that carried only himself and headed out of state. He had half a mind to track Stacy down and kill her just for refusing to come to her own sister's funeral, but it was best to let sleeping dogs, or in this cas bitch's, lie.
 
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