Vengeance: The Program Book 4
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The Prodigal Son returned, Scott Edwards.
It isn’t for me.
Or maybe it is?
Maybe there’s something wrong with me that I need to do this. Maybe I’m just as bad as the criminals. What kind of normal person would get off on the hunt of sick motherfuckers every day, made my heart pound wildly with the thrill of the chase?
I’m not blind not to know that only someone with the same tastes, the same understandings, could know what makes our kind tick.
Feel it deep inside them.
It takes one to know one.
I sip my coffee at my nice new desk in the office area of the police precinct and check my emails. There are the usual reminders of the Monday morning Bull Pen meetings, announcements of firearms qualification.
Give me a break. I could put a bullet right in the middle of some douchebags forehead from two hundred feet.
There’s a new case.
I click open the file and read the preliminaries.
Well, this is not the usual scenario.
Case: #BZ00005469
Prescription Drug Trafficking/Embezzlement
Suspect: Thomas Jordan
Suspect thought to be responsible for illegal prescription drug trafficking throughout the United States. Operation has affiliations with organized crime.
Another dirty business man, or is he a doctor?
I open the other suspect’s file.
Case: #BZ00005469
Prescription Drug Trafficking
Suspect: Janie Simmons
What the hell?!!
Suspect thought to be prime runner for illegal prescription drug trafficking.
“JANIE?!”
MY JANIE?!