It was simple and sweet just like her but after all this time I didn’t know how easy it would be to find it. I could set mom or my sister on it since they liked to shop, but this was one of those things I needed to do myself.
I changed gears as soon as I pulled into the parking lot outside the precinct. Rawlins hadn’t been the only one to notice her mark on me but so far he was the only one to mention it.
16
Nick
“Sheridan, have you given any thought to what we talked about?” Was this motherfucker really back on this shit again?
“Morning Cap, and no.” I headed to my office and shut the door.
I had to come up with a plan for tonight. It was probably too soon to be leaving her alone but she knew the job, knew there were going to be times when I have to leave her alone in our bed.
I futzed around with some of the work on my desk mowing my way through the stuff that had piled up. My guys were doing their part to clean up the streets, but it seemed for every piece of scum we put away they were two more waiting in the wings.
I read over reports and filed away the closed cases for the D.A’s office. It was their headache now. Hopefully, they’d put more away than they let walk on a technicality or some other shit that didn’t make any sense. The damn dope heads seemed to be getting smarter.
Everyday they were getting bolder with their shit. And the fact that their firepower far outweighed anything the department had, we were outnumbered and outgunned.
As a cop you need to have some idea of how the law works. You don’t want to go through the headache of bringing down some asshole just so some slick as spit asshole lawyer can get all the evidence suppressed because the monster he was representing had rights.
That’s the reason, or one of them why I’d chosen to go after my enemies the way I have. I’d seen Rossi slip through the system once too often for me to trust that he would ever stand trial for the murders of my wife and son.
I didn’t know how much higher his power reached outside of the state, but I’d learned enough to know that nothing short of a bullet was going to stop him.
“Lieutenant, just got a call you may be interested in.”
“What you got detective Simms?”
“Kevin Lynch is back in town. My CI just gave me the heads-up.”
“How sure are you about this?” I was halfway out of my seat but cautioned myself just in time before I gave too much away.
I couldn’t seem too eager, but if true this was great news. Lynch was the right hand man of the last asshole I’d personally dispatched. Everyone knew that he was the next in line to take over from his boss.
He’d gone under after catching a body, but since there was no evidence only speculation, there was nothing we could do to touch him. Not for the murder anyway, but that boy had a whole list of shit I could put him away for.
Things must be really bad in their faction for him to risk coming back here now. He had no part in what I was doing, he’d been long gone before the murders. But with him gone I knew there would be one less gang to dismantle since it was outfitted with a band of nitwits. Plus a bust like this was just the kind of distraction I needed. Talk about perfect timing.
It was generally believed that his boss had been the one behind the attack on my home. They couldn’t find the proof they needed because I’d muddied the waters, removed files and anything I thought would set them on the right path.
I wanted them tugging on those strings that went nowhere. I didn’t want these fucks to ever see the inside of a courtroom. Lynch, if they collared him, would go down for any of the one hundred things they had him on the hook for.
“This guy has always been pretty reliable. His Intel’s good. You want us to move on it?”
“Where is he?” He named an address in a not so good part of the city, known for drug deals and lately, a rash of homicides.
“Check your Intel first and make sure you’re not walking into a trap, then you go after the bastard.”
It wouldn’t be the first time a CI had traded sides, and now that there was a war going on anything was possible. No one had any loyalty anymore.
I checked the roster for the coming night to see who was going to be where and when. I found what I was looking for and begun to put my play in motion.
There was no change in pressure, no accelerated heartbeat, nothing that would suggest I was on the verge of completing what I’d set out to do.
Everything had been planned down to the minute, even me going after her. I’d left that as long as I could for one reason only. So that my enemies wouldn’t find out and come after her the way they had my family.
I knew I was being watched, and I knew who they had on the inside watching me. A year ago I would never have believed or expected it, but after the murders I’d shed all that blind trust bullshit and started looking at things the way they really are.
Only your friends, those you keep close, know your secrets, only your friends, those you keep close, can reveal them. They say keep your friends close and your enemies closer; I don’t think so. I think it’s best if you don’t let anyone in ever.
Except her! Her I know I can trust, which is pretty fucked up when you think about it because she’s the one person I’d done wrong. That’s one of life’s little quandaries I guess.
There may not have been a change in my expression or my heart rate, but this closure meant something else to me. After tonight, if things go as planned. I’d promised myself that I was going to let it all go, put it all behind me and move on.
If I did this right no one will ever know that I am ‘The Savage’ and I could stay on the force. I still believe I can do some good here.
I took the picture of my son from my pocket and studied his young face. The pain was still raw but I figure it was going to stay that way for a long fucking time.
I ran my finger over his features as if committing them to memory before putting it away again. I sat back in my chair and organized the coming night in my head.
When I’d made up my mind that I would be the one to bring them to justice, I knew I had a lot of work to do. The others had been much easier to get to, but Rossi, I knew I was going to have to be smart.
That’s where the secret room with the computer that was off the radar came in. I needed it for this last step, to take the ones I was going to let live. For some people there really are some things worse than death.
I let my mind sort out everything it needed to for tonight. Making sure I had dotted all my I’s and crossed my t’s. There can’t be anything that leads back to me. Not even a hint.
I’d taken the gun I used to off them all from the evidence room. The thing about evidence rooms, it’s easier to get shit out of there without signing it out than you’d think.
There’s so much shit in there to begin with, and if you’re trusted, and the sergeant on the desk has a soft spot for you because your family has just been destroyed, he’s not looking over your shoulder.
I took the burn phone that I was going to be using tonight from there as well. Before all this I never had any idea about those things, now I’m damn near an expert.
Things were pretty quiet the rest of the day and I was able to leave out at a decent time.
She was home when I got there later that evening, looks like she’d just pulled in and was taking stuff from the trunk.
It was such a domestic scene I just sat and watched her for a minute before pulling in behind her. I put the day and the coming night aside and went to her taking the box from her hand.
“What did you do baby, I thought we were gonna do this over the weekend?” I kissed her lips and headed for the door with her trailing behind me with mores stuff in her hands.
“I know, I just needed this stuff sooner. The landlord’s gonna start showing the place soon and I didn’t want this stuff lying around.” That made sense.
The landlord had been gracious enough to let her out of her lease. Maybe because there was a wai
ting list to get into her place and he could jack up the price.
“I’ll get dinner started in a minute just let me get out of these clothes.” We dropped the boxes in the bedroom and I nabbed her before she could get away from me.
“Dinner can wait, this can’t.” I rubbed my ever present hard on into her middle and she laughed as I pushed her back towards the bed. I’ve had more sex in the last two days than in the last year of my marriage. This wasn’t the time to think about that though; no more guilt over what was.
“How was your day?” I didn’t fall on her the way I wanted to, figured I’d be a gentleman and not the savage beast I’d been the last few times I’d had her.
I took my time unwrapping her from the sexy little power suit she had on. I left her thigh highs and heels on as I spread her legs, opening her pussy for my mouth. ”Look at me.” I waited for her eyes to focus before stretching out my tongue and teasing her with the tip. She bit into her lip and her eyes followed my movements.
I dipped my tongue deeper this time drawing a deep moan of pleasure from her. I left my tongue just inside her snatch as I rubbed her clit between my thumb an forefinger.
She didn’t need to be told what I wanted from her next, her hands went to her tits on their own, squeezing the firm flesh, pulling her nipples away from her body.
I released my cock with my free hand, which took some doing while fucking her with my tongue. Her juice filled my mouth and those hands on her tits got wilder as she moved against my mouth.
“Oooh.” I never get tired of hearing that cute little sound she makes when she’s feeling good. She humped my face harder as I stroked my cock getting it ready to fuck her.
When she pulled her tits harder and her ass stayed elevated with my mouth attached to her cunt, I got to my feet and slammed my cock home.
She screeched and bucked beneath me and I pulled her into my chest, my arms going around her to hold her close. I stayed out of her womb for now since I knew she had to be sore from the last pounding I gave her. I wanted her to cum at least twice before I went there again.
I turned onto my back and let her ride me to a nice hard cum with my teeth latched onto her tit. We laughed as we both came down and my cock jerked inside her. For a split second she looked the way she had when we were kids.
Young, fresh, wide eyed. There was no shadow of hurt or betrayal in her eyes and the love I’d felt for that girl came back tenfold as I laid beneath her. “I love you Michelle.” Her face went serious as she looked down at me. “I love you more.”
I rolled her over onto her back and moved inside her again. “I’m gonna do you hard this time hang on.”
17
Nick
I watched her sleep for a good hour, while I counted down the time. She looked peaceful and well fucked, her body spotted with the marks I’d left there once again in my fervor.
Even now my cock was still semi-hard, not quite done being inside her. I think that’s going to be the case for a long time to come. I moved my hand to gently cup her breast because I couldn’t help myself.
I needed her to sleep because in the next few hours I would leave her. I’d played around with the idea of slipping her a sleeping pill to ensure she stayed in bed, but thought better of it.
She sighed in her sleep and moved her legs against the silky smooth sheets. I could see her pussy mound as it peeped out between her thighs and just the barest hint of raspberry tinged pink that was the opening to her sex.
Leaning over, I took her nipple between my lips and sucked as I let my fingers find her wet heat. I slid my fingers in and out of her gently while pulling on her nipple gently. I didn’t want to wake her, but knowing what I was about to face made my need for her extra strong.
I slipped in between her thighs and taking my cock in hand, lodged it just inside her soft opening. She sighed and opened her legs wider as she moved her ass around on the bed and I slipped deeper inside her.
“Go back to sleep sweetbaby.” I slid all the way inside her, making sure not to crush her body beneath mine but instead leaning most of my body to the side as I fucked in and out of her with deep slow and steady strokes.
She was so tired she actually obeyed me and went back to sleep, though her hips moved with mine and she had a dreamy half smile on her face.
This was the first time since I’d brought her home that I was able to take my time with her. If she was awake, I’m sure that wouldn’t be the case, all it would take was those eyes of hers on mine to get me going.
But this way, after a long night of fucking where we’d missed dinner and ended up snacking on fruit. After which I’d turned her around to face the kitchen island and done her rough from behind, only to drag us both back up here to fuck her again, I was now calm enough to enjoy a much slower pace.
Her pussy was more relaxed this way and I was able to dig deep without fear of hurting her again.
Though she was asleep her pussy was wide-awake; squeezing and clenching around me. I suckled her tits until her nipples were swollen and hard, going back and forth from one to the other.
Soon my kids will feed from her here. My cock swelled inside her with the thought and I bit down on her nipple as I exploded inside her. She nuzzled my cheek and purred but her eyes stayed closed.
“I love you.” I whispered the words in her ear as I waited for the last of my seed to leak out inside her. I pulled out and left the bed, pulling the covers up around her to protect her from the cold while I was gone.
I took a quick shower, clearing my head and going over what I had to do next. I flicked the water off and on second thought decided maybe I should leave her a note.
She wouldn’t think it strange if I was called out in the night, we’d already had that talk. I wrote out a note before heading downstairs to my office and my secret stash.
That’s where I kept my clothes and everything I would need for the night. I sent off a text from the burn phone. I’d waited to the last minute to do this knowing that the hint of urgency would bypass any suspicion.
I was sure he’d want what I had, or what he thought the man I was pretending to be would. It was easy cloning Rogers’ phone. All it took was a trip to the tech team.
Those guys loved to talk about their craft and since they spent most of theirs days shut away in the lab looking at screens any sign of interest from a non-techie usually got them going.
I’d gone down there with my phone on record and the expensive ass glasses I’d ordered that recorded everything in its path. I’d eased the subject of cloning phones into the conversation as nothing more than a passing interest and feigning disbelief that it was even possible.
That had got me all the information I needed. From there it was easy, all that was needed was Rogers’ number, which I already had as his superior and the rest as they say is history.
I used the burn phone I’d filched from the evidence room for my little experiment and it had worked. The message was sent.
The hardest part was getting the messages from Rossi to come to me and not Rogers, but I’d worked it out. The ping in my pocket told me the message was received and answered. It was a go.
I chose the bike since it was easier to maneuver in and out of sticky situations if any should arise. As I rode through the night with the wind at my back, I let my mind replay everything I’d done in the last few months.
Things that until my own personal tragedy I would’ve never believed myself capable of. I’d taken lives. Yes the men were scum, degenerates who were serving no other purpose than to screw up the lives around them, but still I had sworn to uphold the law.
After the first one, it had become easier until I no longer felt anything when my knife sliced into them, or when the bullet pierced their flesh as they drew their last breath.
The bullet was overkill but it served its purpose. It would lead back to the gun I’d stolen from evidence, the one I’d checked out under someone else’s name. The one I planned to leave on the scene tonight.
The hardest part here was the driver. The asshole never went anywhere without one, but he’d want privacy because he didn’t trust anyone so that would work in my favor.
I saw the lights from his town car pulling into the out of the way dock just as I made it there. I stayed hidden in the dark around the side of the old warehouse and waited until he got out.
I watched him walk through the door before making my way to the car, crouched low so as not to be seen. I tapped on the window and flashed my badge.
No matter how bad they are they still answer when they see one of those, it’s almost a reflexive action. As soon as the window was lowered, I reached in and took his head between my hands, twisting once until I heard the satisfying crack.
I didn’t waste time after propping him up before heading in after Rossi. “Where the hell are you? I don’t like….” I whistled before he could finish his statement before ducking back into the shadows. He hung up the phone as he looked in the direction from which the sound had came.
“What the fuck game are you playing Rogers? What’s with this place? I thought we were lying low until this Savage guy was off the streets what the fuck is the big emergency?”
“Sorry Carlo, Rogers couldn’t make it tonight.”
“You, what…?” The first shot hit him in the gut and doubled him over. His hands shook too hard to grab his piece but I walked over and relieved him of it all the same.
“But you…you’re a cop.” Blood was already leaking from his mouth as he clutched at the wound. “Tonight, I’m a father. You killed my son.” I plunged the knife into his scrotum and listened to his screams echo around the room.
As he was taking his last breath I, shoved his balls into his mouth and left his dick hanging. Now for the fun part. I sent my second text of the night and went off into the dark to watch the fireworks.
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