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with pure anger toward the woman I still loved. Even though I wanted nothing more than to be reunited with her, her comment about my father pushed me further into the dark place I resided.

“What?” She was clearly caught off guard by my sudden change in demeanor.

I raised my voice to her out of hurt, determined to return the pain she had just caused me. “You heard me, I said, are we done here? You’re not charging me for any crimes here today, because it’s clear I didn’t kill Ron. I already told you everything, and I’m tired of being your punching bag. You always did enjoy looking down at others and I see that hasn’t changed. So, unless you want to continue telling me about how great Mr. Perfect is, I’m tired and I like to go home.”

“I can’t believe I ever wasted any time on you.” She walked to the door.

“Sure you are, sweetheart.”

She turned back around and faced me. “You’re free to go, but I recommend you don’t leave the city just in case I have questions at a later date. You can pick up your gun at the front desk before you leave, and if I catch you spying on me or Scott, I’ll arrest you myself, and push for the maximum sentence the law allows. Are we clear?”

I just stared at her with my teeth clenched, as I remembered how angry she could make me.

“Good. Your silence tells me everything I need to know on that one, because you know I’ll do it. Now do you need anything from the Black Castle police department before you go?”

Again, I remained silent and glared at her.

“Typical,” she said as she opened the door to leave.

“Wait, I do need something.”

She turned back to face me. “What?”

“I’m going to need you to have a good day...Lizzie,” I said with a vengeful smile.

“Jerk.” She stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

I waited a few minutes so I wouldn’t run into her in the hallway before I exited the room. I know that last comment would burn her up for a while, but that was what she wanted to do to me with her marriage talk. I went to the front desk where I was handed my gun and magazine for it in two separate sealed packages, and I was warned not to open them until I was out of the precinct. I thanked the officer, and he told me I could thank him by leaving and never setting my foot in there again. I would have been offended if I hadn’t become accustomed to that type of treatment from my former brothers in blue.

I walked to my car and got inside to try and process the events of the evening. Ron was murdered in front of me by some whack job who claimed to be from God. I, too, was apparently on his hit list, and I had to find a way to stop him from killing his other four intended targets. Whoever they happened to be; I was sure they weren’t good guys since they were associates of Ron. That was going to be a long list to narrow down, because I didn’t know everyone in the criminal underworld Ron had rubbed elbows with.

The thing that hurt the most were the things Lizzie had said, and I kicked myself for being spiteful back to her. Her words and the image of them getting married, having a family, and spending the rest of their lives together was going to haunt me daily for the foreseeable future. Who was I kidding? I wasn’t any good for Lizzie, and I agreed with her about my father being ashamed of me. But the prospect of death provided a good distraction for the time being. I choked back tears as I started my car and pulled out to the street.

Who were Wrath’s four targets?

Chapter FiveSkeeter Amara

The City of Black Castle – Secured Room

I STOOD UPRIGHT AS I straightened my tie in the mirror and pushed back my stark white hair that flowed in nicely with my well-trimmed beard. Although my hair had gone from jet black to as white as the driven snow, my dark brown eyes had never lost their steely gaze. I relished in that fact. People admitted to being intimidated by the intensity of my gaze when I stared them down. They instantly caved to what I demanded of them.

I straightened my charcoal gray suit jacket and buttoned the top button over my round stomach. I might have put on a few pounds as I aged, but I was still just as strong and lethal as when I was a young man. Everything, much like the color of my eyes, I used to my full advantage against my opposition. I loved the look on my enemy’s face the moment they realized I wasn’t a broken-down old man they could push around. That was usually the last thing that went through their mind before I beat them to death or put a bullet in their head.

A sharp rap at the door drew my attention away from the mirror.

My highly trusted men, one by one, entered my elite and secured room in the back of one of my many legitimate businesses for our private matters. The room was fully soundproof, and I had it swept daily for any unwanted listening devices. There were no windows of course, but a very nice solid wood executive table with high-back chairs, and a fully stocked bar. The door to the room was concealed to look like an ordinary wall in the hallway to keep people’s curiosity in check. Anyone who entered that room had to check their guns and cell phones in another room—not that a cell phone got reception in there—but it could be used to listen to and record sensitive conversations. Finally, they had to walk through a metal detector I had built into the frame of the

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