I had to see the doctor today, so the live in nurse that Brandon got me drove me to the doctor’s office. She was staying in the other bedroom since I was staying in the guest bedroom. I cannot bring myself to enter the bedroom that I shared with Donna. The last time I was in there was the night that we had our big fight. Everything in that room has remained the same since then. Nothing has been touched, and that’s the way it’s going to be until I can sell this place. There was no way I was going to live in this house with all the memories of Donna swirling around here. She picked this house, this was our home. I could never live here alone without her. As soon as possible I will have a real estate agent out here to get the process started.

Brandon

I pulled up in front of Brandon’s house, and walked up the flagstone steps. I knocked but got no answer. I got the spare key from under the flower pot, and let myself in. I called out for the nurse, and Brandon but no answer. I pulled out my phone to call him, when I noticed a text message. It was from Brandon, about an hour ago telling me that he was going for a check up with the doctor and should be back soon. The message was sent almost 30 min ago. I turned to leave when I looked down the hall towards the master bedroom. Before I knew it I was turning the knob and standing in the doorway of the bedroom. One the bed were Donna’s clothes, as if she threw them there in rush. I walked into the bathroom, over to her side of the counter. Lying there was her makeup, her hair brush, and her perfume. I lifted her favorite scent to my nose and inhaled. I put the bottle down and walked over to her closet. Her clothes were neatly hung, and color coordinated. I used to make fun of her OCD. She would always say “I don’t have OCD, I just like things neat and in their place.” I pulled open the top drawer of the dresser in the closet, and am met with a rainbow of colors. Donna love colorful things. She could have on a business suite, but underneath have on bright yellow underwear. I touch them now, picked them up and inhale her scent. Not being able to take anymore, I put the items back in the place and immediately shut the drawer. I think back to the last time she and I were together. I stood there looking at the bed, remembering her soft moans, and her sighs. Every time I entered her liquid heat it was like coming home. She was always so tight and wet. She would lock her legs around my waist and bury her face in my neck. I loved watching her while she was on top, with her head thrown back, her hair cascading down her back. Her beautiful plump breast, gently bouncing and her nipples so hard I could never resist reaching up to touch them, pinch, and lick them. I thought back to the taste of her. I would lick and suck on her clit till she came, and she tastes so good. Her skin softer than the finest cashmere, eyes the color of rich toffee. Her laugh was like music, and her smile was like the sun. This gut wrenching pain gripped my chest and I had to walk over and sit by the chaise near the window. I held my head in my hands and cried. I loved this woman more than life. I did so much, and spent a vast amount of money to be with her, and all of it was for nothing. Saturday they would be putting her in the ground. In two days it will be over. I might as well give up. Nothing has gone according to plan. Everything has been shot to hell. Everything that I did was for her, and since she is no longer here, why keep up with it. I needed to get myself together. I took out a handkerchief and wiped my face. I went to stand when I noticed a piece of paper on the floor by the bed. It was folded and had Jason’s name written on the back. It Was Donna’s handwriting. I picked up the paper and unfolded it. It was a letter Donna wrote to Jason. As I began to read I felt the room begin to spin….

Jason

Imagine my surprise to find out about you and Vanessa. You see, before I saw the video, I was riddled with guilt. But after seeing you screw your secretary in high definition, on my own TV screen, I did not feel so bad about sleeping with Brandon. That’s right I slept with your best friend. How many people knew, that you were banging your secretary? I bet you and your little whore had barrels of laughs at my expense. At first I wondered how you could betray me that way? How after years of marriage can you still say you love me yet sleep with someone else? Then I realized that this was just what I needed to get me to admit to myself who it was I truly loved. It was not planed, and it was not on going like your affair. I never meant to sleep with Brandon; it was never my intention to be with him. But it was a longing I had in my heart for a long time. He did things to me that I have never experienced, and could have never imagined. I felt things I could not have thought of in my wildest dreams. Right here in our bedroom, in our bed. I wanted to be with Brandon from the moment I saw him, and since I thought he was uninterested, I dated you. I know it was wrong, but I was young and foolish. Over the years I thought I would stop loving him but I never did. I pushed my feelings down, I ignored them. I used my dislike for him dating other women, to hide my jealousy. I hope you and Vanessa are happy together, because you deserve each other. Maybe now we both can have what we want. Because of the timeline of conception for the baby, I had to Dr. Bailey run a paternity test. Don’t feel bad about leaving me to be with Vanessa. A child should have both his/her parents to care for them. And if Brandon will have me, my child will have both his parents too. You see Brandon was able to do in one night what you could not do in six years. Please believe me when I say that I never want to see you again. I no longer want to hide my feelings for Brandon. I will not be here by the time you read this. I need to clear my head. I’m going a way for a little while to straighten things out in my mind.

Your soon to be ex-wife

I could not believe what I just read. The room was spinning with me and I felt nauseous. Donna was having my baby, and planning on leaving Jason. I was this close to being with the love of my life. All at once feeling of rage washed over me. To think I was about to cut my losses and go lick my wounds. I made a mental note of things I need to do in the next couple of days. Then it dawned on me that Jason has no knowledge of this letter. He does not even know it exists. But he will find out soon enough.

First things first, I needed to find Vanessa, and I had men looking for her right now. Jason was going to experience more pain then he could ever imagine. It will make getting shot feel like a day at the spa. And then I will turn my sights to Anthony. He will have to pay the highest price. As far as I’m concerned his debt to me just got bigger, and I believe in a life for a life…

FRIDAY

I just got word that Vanessa has been picked up. That was good news. Now everything was going according to my plans. All I was waiting for was word on Anthony’s whereabouts so he can be brought to me as well. I wanted him present for the final act. He was the one that was more accountable for what happened. He was the reason that Donna was not here. Anthony had a lot of skills; which included being able to disappear and only reappear when he felt like it. But I had people with skills as well. There was no way he could hide forever. He has to resurface at some time, and when he does, I will be there.

Brandon

I stand outside the bedroom door, wishing myself to go in, but I can’t. In that bedroom I would here Donna’s laughter, her soft moans as I caressed her body. That room has not been touched. With my hand on the knob, I closed my eyes and wept. I wept for what was, and what could have been. Why did this all have to happen? There were still so many unanswered questions. The police had no leads, no weapon, and no witnesses. It was so strange, it was like whoever did this just disappeared into thin air, like they never existed. I still wonder why did I live and Donna didn’t. I would have rather died than live with this pain. Unable to enter the room I walked away.

SATURDAY

BRANDON

The day is finally here. As I sit here I still cannot believe that we are burying Donna today. My world is over. The one thing I lived for was now lost to me forever. With Donna gone, there was only one thing left for me to do, and today was the day I was going to do it. My cell phone rang as I was tying my tie.

“Hello”

“We are ready sir”

“Is she ready?”

“Yes sir”

“Ok I’ll be down shortly.”

I slip on my jacket and headed down to the sub basement of the house. I bought this house years ago, and I had many long nights down there. Once there, I walked in to a room at the very end of the hall.

She was sitting on a bed in the corner. Her eyes widened when she saw me come in.

“Hello Ayoki”

For a moment she did no answer, she just looked at me in shock….then she spoke

“How did you know? When did you know?”

“How and when, does not matter. The only thing that matters is that I know. Now we have someplace we need to be. I see the dress and the shoes fit. Chop chop we don’t want to be late.”

“Let’s go Ayoki”

“Stop calling me that.” “my name is Vanessa, and you know that.”

“Your name is Ayoki Lee West, and you know that.” “I’m not going to tell again, let’s go..

“I’m not going anywhere with you”

I laughed and walked over to where she sat and pulled her up by her hair. “Don’t’ play with me bitch, you will force me to be rid of you sooner than planned.” The look of surprise in her eyes amused me.

“Now let’s go we don’t want to be late dear.” I pulled her hair till her eyes watered, but she made not sound. But I knew soon enough she would be making a lot of noise.

Once inside the limo we made our way to the cemetery. We made right as Jason was arriving. Everyone looked at him with such sadness, and pity. That fucking bastard, he was so pitiful looking in that wheelchair I instructed for her to be kept in the car. I knew the men that were watching her would not let her get away. And with the glocks they had pointed at her, I doubt she would try to get away.

There were so many people here. All of Donna’s family was there, right in the front row with Jason. Sitting right next to Jason was Donna’s sister Debra. I stopped for a moment and just looked at her it was like looking in a mirror. Looking at her made my heart ache. They were not twins but looked so much alike you would think they were. I listened to the preacher give the eulogy, and the choir sang “his eye is on the sparrow”. There was like 200 people there. There were cars parked as far as the eye could see. Which goes to show how much she was loved by everyone. There was going to be a reception at a banquet hall 15 min from the cemetery. As I stood there, my heart was pounding, and my head was spinning. My mouth was dry, and my palms were sweaty. I usually get this way, but the feeling soon passed. I was not going to mess up today everything would go according to plan.

They started to lower Donna's coffin into the grave, and I felt my chest tighten. I felt tears running down my face but could not bring myself to wipe them away. Everyone was lined up and throwing flowers into the grave and the coffin descended. I reached inside my jacket pocket for a handkerchief. My hand touched the note. I pulled out the folded piece of pink paper, with pretty orchids all over it. Orchids were Donna’s favorite flower. I knew what the note said, and this was the reason h decided to do this today. I had found the note in Donna’s bedroom on the floor, and when I read it, I could not believe it. It was then that I knew that I had to follow through with my original plan. I put the folded paper back in my pocket as I walked to the car.

We had to wait about 20 minutes before all the cars in front of us moved. I could not wait to get to the reception. There is where my final Coup de Gras would be given. My heart was racing in anticipation.

ANTHONY

Parked in a car not too far behind Brandon, he sat in his car watching. He had followed Brandon from his home, and had noticed the two goons he had with him. As well as the woman, who was still in the car right now. Why he came back was still a mystery to him. The only thing he had to go on was the letter he received at one of his mail boxes scattered around the country. He was told that it was extremely important for him to be here today. He scanned the area looking for any threats out of habit. He made sure to keep an eye on Brandon. He had gotten several messages from him regarding the last job. With those messages, were also threats. No matter how much money Brandon had, he would never be able to get the drop on him. He could not bring himself to feel sorry for the woman they wee burying. In his line of work, things like this happen every day. There were always casualties of war, no matter how big the war is. Now as they were lowering the coffin and people started to leave. He watched Brandon very closely, and he can see that Brandon was dangerous. His body language spoke volumes. He had always known that Brandon was a ticking time-bomb. He had done many jobs for him. At least Brandon thought he did those jobs. Most of the time he had disposed of bodies, of those who Brandon had been the last person they saw. So he was not at all surprised when Brandon asked him to kill his best friend. He figured Jason must have crossed him the wrong way. And when Brandon is crossed, there’s no telling what he will do. He put his car in gear when he noticed Brandon walk over and get into his car. The windows were almost as tinted as his were. He kept the car in sight as he maneuvered the cemetery road. Once through the front gate he followed the long line of cars heading the reception. He never knew why people had receptions after funerals. And he’s caused enough funerals in his lifetime. After about a 15 min drive he arrived at one of the best restaurant hall in the city. He drove past the restaurant, and drove around the corner to park in the back. He wanted to give himself enough time to get away if need be. He scanned the area, and waited for the guest to pile in so he could slip in. While in his car waiting he noticed another car pull up, not too far from him. The back door opened and out came a guy he knew from back in the day. Immediately Anthony reached for his gun, not knowing what was about to happen. The guy not even looking in his direction reaches in a pulls out a young woman. She looks scared. She also looked familiar. The driver gets out and they both lead the woman to the back door of the restaurant. Anthony knew that this would not turn out good. He got out of his car and went around to the front entrance. It was easy to blend in because everyone was wearing black. Somehow amongst the death and sadness he felt at home. He never knew why but the darkness always suited him. He picked a table in the back and sat down in the last chair available. He laid back in the cut near the ext in case anything popped off. He waited…

Vanessa(Ayoki)

Why did I wait so long to leave? Had I left earlier I would not be sitting here in this strange place. I was so close to disappearing forever. I was packed and heading to my car when two men approached me asking me if I lived in this apartment building, and asked me if there were any empty apartments. They looked harmless. The both looked like they had come from the 24 hour fitness around the corner. The even had bottles of water. The cute of the two asked me if I need help with my bags, and I said yes. That’s when I noticed the other one walking to the black town car parked behind me. When I turned back to the cute one he had a gun out and was smiling. In the same tone he asked to help me with m bags, he told me to get in the car. He said it so politely I was stunned. The other one though was not as nice. He told me to get in the car, or he will put me in there. I had no other choice. I was so afraid; I had no choice but to get in. I had no idea who they were. But I soon learned that they knew who I was. The mean one called me by my name. we drove for more than an hour, and then finally we came to a really big gate. The mean one punch in a code and the gate started to open. He drove up a long driveway to the biggest house I ever saw. He pulled in to a shed, and parked. The cute one with the gun smiled at me and said to get out of the car. I had no choice but to do as I was told. I had no idea who these men were, what they wanted or where they were taking me. I was scared, but would never show it to them. I just kept praying that I lived through whatever was going to happen. I was led down some stairs and a long hallway to a door. I followed the nice one through the door and there was a small cot a sink and a table and chair. The room as not overly big. The nice one pointed to the bed and that’s when I noticed the tow boxes. He told me to change. I walked over to the box, and inside was a black dress. In the smaller box there were some black shoes. I looked around and there was no place to change. The nice one was sitting on the table and the mean one sat in the chair. I asked where I could change and the mean one said right where I was standing. The nice one turned to the mean on and called him by his name. As I was changing Teddy(the mean one) told Brian to make the call. I sat on the bed and waiting. Figuring that this was it, but hoping it wasn’t. a short while later the door opened and I got the shock of my life.

Jason

Today is the worst day of my life. I could not believe I just buried my wife. What the hell happened to me. How the fuck did my life end up like this. I had a beautiful wife, I was gainfully employed. I had beautiful home. And in a blink of an eye he lost it all. And for what, the thrill of an affair. I spent years mad at Donna for not telling me she can’t conceive. But all that was needed was a little patience. In all honestly, we were not ready to be parents when we first married. Now I don’t have my wife, nor do I have either of my children.. I am in a wheelchair, unable to walk or stand on my own, and unable to breathe on my own for too long. People are looking at me with so much pity in their eyes. I did not want or need their pity. I just wanted to go home and sit in a dark room, and drink myself to death, but I knew I could not leave yet. As we drove to the hall, all I could think about was how much I did not want to sit in a room of people and make believe I was celebrating Donna’s life when in reality I would trade everyone in that room for her to be here. We pulled up to the hall and the nurse helped me out of the limo and into the restaurant. So many people were already there. The place was packed with close to 250 people. I can’t wait for this to be over.

Brandon

I waited until everyone had their food and was seated. I signaled then men to take their place at the doors. It was time for the show to begin, and no one was going to leave or come in. each of the 4 doors had a man standing at it. Their weapons concealed, to be revealed momentarily. I stood up and asked for everyone’s attention. The curtain behind me opened to reveal a projection screen.

It was time…..

“Ladies and gentlemen. On behalf of myself, and Donna’s family. I want to thank you all for being here today.” I know that right now Donna is smiling to see so many of you here to show your love for her.” I turned to Jason, who was sitting at the next table to my right. “Brandon, I know that right now you are in pain, but let me say this, you deserve it.” I heard people gasps in the room. Brandon looked at me shocked. “You sit there in your wheelchair looking all weak and pathetic, when the truth is, you’re glad Donna is dead.”

“What the hell is wrong with you Brandon?”

“What is wrong with me?” “What is wrong with me?” “You self righteous bastard, I’ll tell you what is wrong with me. You will have these people believe that you loved Donna, when you were having an affair behind her back”..

“Brandon what the hell are you doing?”

I noticed some of Donna’s family approaching, so I pulled out my gun from it’s holster under my jacket. The men at the door did the same.

“Now everyone please sit down. I only want a moment of your time. This will not take long at all.”

I signaled to one of the men...” "Go get her, and bring her here”

“I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing Brandon, but you better end it right now.”

“Trust me Jason, I’m about to end it.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, the night Donna was killed she had just found out that Jason was having an affair with his secretary.”

The attendees looked around at each other, and looked at Jason, unable to believe what they were hearing. The doors opened in one of the men brought in Vanessa.

“aaahhhh here she is, the mistress. Bring her to me.”

Once she got close enough I reached out a grabbed her and pulled her to me.

This is the woman that Jason was fucking behind his wife’s’ back everyone. She pretty isn’t she?”

“Brandon…

“Before you try to deny it Jason, let’s go to the video, oooh and we have audio too.

“Lights, camera, action.”

The lights dimmed, and on giant projector came Jason, and Vanessa. In various positions, sweating and fucking like rabbits. You could hear the gasps and the surprised comments coming from all over the room. the video stop and I turned to Vanessa..

I held the microphone up to her mouth and said: “Tell everybody your name.” When she did not make a sound. I cocked the gun and held it at her head. “Your name.”

“My name is Vanessa. I back handed her before she even had a chance to see my hand move.

“What is your name?”

Holding her face she looked at me and I could see the anger and hate in her eyes, which was replaced by fear when I aimed at her again.

“My name is Ayoki.”

“Your full name, bitch.”

“Ayoki lee West.

Brandon looked over at Jason, and saw no recollection of the name on his face. “You are so dumb Jason. Let me break it down for you…for everyone.

“Listen up people I’m going to tell you a story.” “Her name is Ayoki lee West…..her mother was a Chinese translator who met, fell in love, and bore a child for a married man.” “That married man’s name was Gregory West.” He turned to Jason, and saw the wheels start to turn in his head. “Are you following me now Jason?”

Anthony

The whole time this is going on I am sitting very quietly at my table. Both my guns had their safety off. There were 4 gunman including Brandon. I could take them all out, before they even had a chance to pull aim their weapons. The fact that the room was still a little dark was an advantage, but it was not dark enough. The moment I moved I would be spotted. I needed to wait this thing out a little longer. The moment would come soon. Brandon was irrational, and it was only a matter of time before he made a mistake. That’s when I will take him and his goons out.

Brandon

For those of you who are confused, let me clarify. Jason’s mother, worked as a secretary for a wealthy man. She fell in love and bore a child for this man. This man’s name was Gregory West.”

The chatter began again, and this time is was amazing to see their expression go from shock to disbelief and then back to shock again.

“so this whole time you thought you were banging you secretary, you were actually banging your sister.” The look on Jason, and Vanessa’s face was priceless. It was enough for me to end this whole thing here and now. Naaaahhhh.

“Ok now Ayoki tell them how you got here, and how you met your big brother Jason here.” I could not hold I in, I burst out laughing. This shit was too funny.

“Go ahead tell them, I’m sure they are all dying to know.”

“You came to Atlanta, to the club where I was dancing. You offered me money to come here, and t-to-to-to

“Stop fucking stuttering and spit it out.”

“You gave me money to come here and seduce Jason away from his wife”

What the fuck did you do Brandon, why?

“Why?” “You want to know why I paid a whore 375,000 dollars to break up your marriage? Ok well let’s see reason #3, I was in love with donna and wanted her for myself. Reason #2, Donna needed to see the real bastard that you really were, and reason #1…I hated you, and wanted to watch you lose everything…everything you have is mine, and I want it all back.”

“go ahead continue Ayoki”

“You had me hired at your company, and showed me how to seduce Jason.”

“What else”?

“You paid for my apartment, and my car, and all my clothes.”

Vanessa quickly turned to Jason. “But I fell in-love with you Jason, and I was going to leave. I did not want to deceive you anymore. I fell in love with you. I swear….”

Jason looked at her with disbelief. “You were paid to, to sleep with me, to destroy my marriage; to…you told me you loved me, you…. What about the baby?” Jason was so agitated he reached for his oxygen mask.

Wait..I got the answer to that.” “Ayoki here had a paternity test. She took a hair from you while you were on your last trip together. Fortunately I got the results before she did, and switched the results.” “Wow bro all you do is shoot blanks.

Vanessa and Jason looked at Brandon in shock.

Brandon turned to everyone, and said “yeah I was fucking her too…” “It was good while it lasted, but I had better...” “So basically you are no used to me anymore.”

Brandon turned to Vanessa and shot her once in the chest. The whole room went crazy people were screaming. And yelling and ducking under the tables.

“Everybody please calm down unless some of you want to join Ayoki. Now everyone get back in your seats, and please be quiet...

Anthon stood up quickly, and grabbed one of the gunmen and snapped his neck. No one saw him cause the room was so dark. He hid the guy behind the drapes and took his spot. Waiting… Waiting for the right moment. A moment he could feel coming.

Jason screamed at Brandon. “This is my wife’s funeral, no matter what you may have felt for her she was my wife. Mine. She came home to me; she slept in my bed, and carried my name, and my baby.

Brandon let out such a huge laugh, everyone looked at him like he had actually lost his mind.

“You think Donna’s baby was yours too”?

“I found this at your house earlier this week. It was in the master bedroom on the floor by the bed.” “You can see the note for yourself, as a matter of fact everyone can see the note.” “Once again, lights please. I have scanned this so everyone can see and read it.

Right then on the projection screen came on and there Donna’s letter on the screen. Everyone’s eyes turned to the big screen.

Jason

You’re soon to be ex-wife

Brandon struggled in his chair. “You forged that letter.”

“How could I have.?” “Don’t you know your wife’s handwriting?”

“You fucking bastard, why the hell are you doing this?” “What are you getting out of this.?”

“What am I getting out of this?” “That’s a good question.” “I want you to suffer. I want you to lose everything like I did. I want you to experience the feeling of having everything then realizing that you never had anything.”

“I idolized my father. He was my hero. Imagine my surprise, to find out that he was not my father, but yours..Ayoki’s and Anthony’s.

“Who?”

“Oh Anthony, yeah he is your other sibling.” “He is actually the oldest of my father’s 3 bastards.”

“I never even knew my father, and you know that.”

“It does not matter he knew you. He provided for you, and you whore of a mother. He loved you and her, but not me, cause I was not his. Thanks to my whore of a mother.”

“So now you all know. The man who raised me was not really my father. He was Jason’s father. Everything I have is rightfully Jason’s.

“How do you plan on getting away with this?” “Everyone here knows who you are. You murdered a woman in cold blood in front of everyone here. How do you plan on getting away with this?”

“Easily, really. I know everyone here, and everyone here knows that I have access to more money than this whole state has in the bank. It will not cost much to make everyone here disappear one by one.”

Brandon turned his back on the crowd. This was the moment Anthony needed. He immediately shot the goon closets to the lights. The sound of the body hitting the floor caused Brandon to turn quickly with his gunned aimed at the spot. In each hand he had a gun. One aimed at Brandon the other aimed at his goon.

“What the hell is going on here?”

“Brandon I suggest you put your gun down.”

“Aaaahhhhh, Anthony.” “I’m glad you are here. It will save me the time, money and effort of hunting you down, like the animal that you are.”

Anthony fired another shot and the last goon fell to the floor. With both guns now aimed at Brandon he walked slowly towards where he was standing. All the while informing every to stay calm and it will be over soon.

“Yes it will be over soon, and I will be the last one standing. I will have the last laugh.”

In the distance you can hear sirens, and that signaled that the police were coming. The innocent hostages were relieved to know that this may soon be over, and that police were here.

“Maybe you should put your gun down Brandon, and I’ll put my gun down and we can talk this out”

“Let’s not and Say we did.”

“Brandon it does not have to end this was.”

“You’re right Jason. It doesn’t, but it will.”

Outside you could hear the police over the bullhorn shouting orders.

“I we are surrounded just like in the movies.” “What is we gone do?’

“Brandon please put the gun down. You are still my best friend and we can work this out.

“Can we? Will you still want to be my best friend knowing that I hired Anthony here to kill you and Vanessa, and he shot and killed Donna instead. Will we still be best buds if you knew today’s funeral should have been yours.” “Tell me we are best friends now Jason?”

“Well I can tell you one thing, between the both of us, I’m the only one that can get a clear shot of you from this far in the dark. So if you want to risk it go ahead, but you only get one chance to miss, and if you shoot me, you better shoot to kill.”

Brandon reached into his other pocket and pulled out another gun and aimed it at Jason. “You know what; maybe we should all go meet our maker today.” “How about I put a bullet into you little brother here?” Anthony didn’t as much as bother to look in Jason’s direction. “Wait you don’t care do you?” “This is how you have gotten through life. You just don’t care about anyone, do you?” “What do you care about Anthony?” “I just killed your sister, and I’m about to kill your little brother, don’t you care?”

“I don’t know them. You I know, and right now I know that you are not thinking straight. You are being irrational, and if you don’t put your gun down you might not walk out of here.”

“It really doesn’t matter to me one way or the other. Donna is gone, what do I have to live for?” “You know what, enough of this chatter, all of this needs to.. …

All of a sudden the police enter the room from the door closets to Jason. “everybody put your weapons down and get on the ground. “Everybody on the ground now. “

Everyone in the room dove for the ground, but Anthony kept his gun pointed at Brandon, and Brandon had his own Anthony.

“Well looky looky, we got visitors.”

“Sir put your guns down.”

“You first.” Brandon said and laughed

There were cops with guns pointed at Brandon; he did not noticed that none of the cops were aiming at Anthony.

Brandon looked and Jason. “You had everything that belonged to me.

“You dad was with you Brandon. I never even got to know him, but he lived with you.”

“But he loved you and your mother. He was going to leave me to be with you. He left everything he had to you and his bastards. He left nothing for me, because I was not his son. So maybe his sons can join him in hell.”

Brandon pulled the trigger, and Anthony pulled his trigger, the police starting firing. There were flashes of light as guns were emptied. People were screaming. Then the gunfire ended. People were yelling for loved ones in the dark. Someone was screaming to turn on the lights. It was complete pandemonium. The lights came on and people started running for the door. Knocking over tables, and pushing each other out the way. The police were rushing in trying to get some order…

I lay there gasping for breath; thinking today was really the worst day of my life. The pain was unbearable. I could not hold on any longer…..the face of a policeman checking my pulse was the last thing I saw on this earth….

There were so many people outside. The police were interviewing everyone to find out what exactly happened inside. From what the witnesses were saying it was like a damn movie scene. But whatever was going on. It was big, because even the FBI was here.

The bodies of the dead were being brought out.

The guy in charge of the FBI on the scene went running in the direction of this one big black guy.

“Mr. West.” “Special Agent West.” “I’m really sorry things ended up this way. You were the only one that could have helped in this situation.”

“Innocent people have died. By my hand.”

“Yes I know, but if it’s any consolation, you have just been offered the job of Director.”

Anthony reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, and threw it at the man’s feet. “They can keep their job. I’m done.

As he walked away, he caught the eye of Jason and held his gaze. Jason nodded. He did not nod in return. He had no need to get to know this man, brother or not. The woman Brandon identified as his sister had been airlifted moments ago when it had been discovered she was still alive. But barely.

As he got in his car, all he could think about was his father. The man he barely knew, and could not really remember, save for some pictures his mom had kept. Funny how this man’s messy life had cost so many so much...

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