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MYTHOS: A Silicon Valley Thriller
Copyright Information: Published by Javier Cabrera.Cover art by Carlos Cabrera
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Copyright © 2012 Javier Cabrera & CabreraBrothers. All rights reserved.
Special thanks to Patrick O’Donnell for proofreading.
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Episode 1: Last day at the office
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MYTHOS: A Silicon Valley Thriller
Episode 1 : Last day at the office
by Javier Cabrera
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I knocked out five of his teeth with a fist so hard that his whole face
exploded in blood and before he collapsed into the “Star Wars Wampa” rug
his wife had got him for Christmas, I connected a second one right under
his stomach making him squeal like the pig he was. I didn’t turn back tosee, but the noises of curious chairs inside the cubicle farm and the silence
that came afterwards was enough to know everyone’s eyes were burning
holes through the Venetian blinds of Smith’s office, just like I wanted them
to.
He was still conscious when I started to kick him around. Now, I have to
admit things got out of hand for a moment there, but I had to make sure he would not go unnoticed in a crowd any more. Was hard though, ignoring all
those wet sounds he made, but when I was done his face was nothing but a
pulpy mass of flesh begging me to stop and the message was on its way.
They will hear me now. A complaint they wouldn’t be able to put in the
bottom drawer. Not this one. This one they will have to deal with because
everyone saw when I put it in the complains box.
It is fair to say no one ever saw it coming, not from me anyway. The perfect
employee. The “yes sir” guy. The big Jack Nash, Forbes Magazine’s most
influential developer of 2002, winner of the Best Hacker of the year award
and the Arkansas promise; the golden boy. The success.
But all that crap was yesterday. Today I’m pushing forty and Smith had
gotten up from his bed thinking no one at the company cared about the
press conference he had given the night before. He brushed his teeth while
listening to his wife’s compliments about how handsome he was on TV with
all those microphones pointed at his face and how her friends tweeted
about the conference all night. I’m pretty sure management called to
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congratulate Smith when he was at the kitchen table having breakfast with
his two daughters. “Dad’s getting a promotion before Christmas for sure,
girls.” His wife’s panties must have been on fire when she passed him the
call. Slave of the month.
Four employees from one of the most prominent tech companies in Silicon
Valley had disappeared without leaving a single trace that the police could
use to start an investigation. It should have been pretty big news
considering they all were inside Building seven when it happened, but it
wasn’t. Management made sure of that. Smith was sent to feed garbage to
the press and there they were, eating it up like it was pie.
But the pie is a lie, and today, Smith’s office became a cemetery, and I, the
undertaker.
By the time I was done the security guards Smith’s assistant called in were
too late to do a damn thing about it. They must have thought she was
overreacting. Honestly, how many security related incidents does a web
company have? A bunch of nerds in a big office space playing with Halo
helmets and mini catapults aren’t exactly something to take the stairs for.
They weren’t late by much though, just a couple of seconds after Smith
coughed blood up all over the place and fainted, making the sounds of
defeat. You could see the deception slowly drawn onto their faces, like one
of those old Bug Bunny cartoons. The king had been executed and they
were too late to see the head roll into the basket. They almost made me feel
guilty these two -- I had put on a pretty damned good show.
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No one tried to cuff me though, not after seeing Smith’s twisted body on the
floor. The handcuffs weren't part of their job description anyway -- that was
all Smith; he liked to make security look like some kind of personal guard
he was able to push people around with to feel what Capone must have felt when everyone smiled at him through their teeth. None of the other six
buildings of the Emastudios Corporation had security personnel with
handcuffs, only Building 7 where we worked. Rumors about him wanting
them to carry guns around were usual on chain mails until management
stepped forward. “We do SaaS software here, not plutonium. We’ll never
allow armed personnel within our property, and that’s final.”
Smith was mad as hell that day, he fired every security guard management
sent to Building seven and replaced them with his own; hand picked
bodybuilders from the local nightclubs he used to visit when the wife wasn’t
around. The meaner they looked, the better. Only that’s all they were good
for, their looks.
And that’s exactly what they limited themselves to after I rammed Smith’s
teeth down his throat, looking mean while they walked me down to my desk
asking, very politely, to wait there until police arrived. They called Smith a
ride too, only his was an ambulance and he had to wait for it on the floor.
Later I found out that his own wife was the one who had to fill out the
assault report on me, since doctors weren’t sure about letting him walk out
of the Emergency room with all those contusions. They wanted to keep him
under observation for at least a week to see if the swelling was only
temporal or if I had broken something in that empty skull of his.
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They drove me to the precinct and after a few minutes they had me booked
for assault. First time I’d ever spent a night in jail. It wasn’t half as bad as I
expected. They even set me up with a Dr. Pepper and a cheese sandwich for
dinner. Not your usual Silicon Valley snack, yeah, but at least I didn’t haveto listen some idiot talk about the latest Big Bang Theory episode while I
was having it.
The cell they put me in had a mattress that was cleaner than the one in my
own apartment but somehow, I couldn’t get to sleep that night. Not with
everything that was in my head. Instead, I laid down onto the top bunk and
tried to figure out what the score was. Four people had been reportedmissing at work. Some I knew, some I didn’t. They had nothing in common
other than the place they had been last seen was the same place they have
been working for the last couple of years and the fact that their employer
had gone through so much trouble to keep the press out of the loop.
Time was too important to waste, but sending a message upstairs was also
important. So important that ending up in jail was a price damn well worth
paying. I needed the old farts sitting at(in) the big empty room with all their
money and stocks and secretaries to see first-hand what was coming to
them when they looked at Smith’s face.
When they released me the next morning my iPhone had only one new
message. which I didn’t even bother to read, not until after I went to my
apartment, took a shower and put on clean clothes. Human Resources
wanted to have a word with me at the end of the day. There was no mention
about what I did to Smith though; these bums loved to be the ones who
dealt the cards, that’s the only way they could secure getting the best hand
for themselves. I should have called my lawyer right there and let him
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handle the whole issue, but pushing forty and trying to fight for a job you
don’t enjoy any-more didn't compute for me.
Facebook had been quiet about it since most employees try not to postsomething the company could consider “inappropriate” on their walls, but
Twitter was a whole different game. The hashtag #WebDevKO had become
a trending topic overnight. Everyone had their take on what had happened
between me and Smith. Some tweets said that me and his wife had been
caught fooling around and Smith got wise about it. Others said that I was
on drugs and went crazy when he tried to fire me. A couple even agreed that
whatever the reason was behind it, Smith was an idiot and had it cominganyway, but no one got even close to why I knocked the hell out of the bum.
No one mentioned Sophia.
Management had cooked up a story about her going on a surprise vacation
to quiet her family and the press for a while until they could come up with
something better for Smith to feed them like they did with all the others
families who came to Building 7 asking for their missing mothers,
daughters, brothers, sisters and fathers. Of course they weren’t as worried
about the families suing the corporation as they were of the bad PR they
would get if the disappearances went public. The only thing a company has
in Silicon Valley is the public’s credibility, that's all. Not stocks, not money,
not big buildings. Just credibility, and if that was at stake they would do
anything in their power to avoid rumors about missing people on their
property.
It was pretty late already and since my car was still parked at the office I
just took a handful of noodles from one of the take-out boxes laying on the
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sink as breakfast and was on my way. The doorman gave me a crooked look
when he saw me walking downstairs and a smile that went with it, making
sure I knew what he thought about me not coming at home last night.
“You finally hook up with that pretty lady from the office, uh Jack?”
“Nope. Was being held in custody.” The smile disappeared from his face.
“What? You? In custody? What for? Skipped a red light or something?”
“Better. I knocked the hell out of my boss. See you later Larry. Don’t push yourself too hard with that mop, okay? Remember what the doctor said.”
He was waving goodbye when I hailed a cab at the corner and hopped in.
“Where to, man?” the cabbie was trying to make something out of me
through the rear-view mirror, but he quit when I locked my eyes onto his.
“Emastudios, Building 7. Know the way?”
“Mountain View? Isn’t that next to that Google-thing or something?”
“Googleplex, that’s right.”
“Yeah sure, I can take you, but don’t you people have the shoreline shuttle
for that? I mean--”
“Here, they gave us all one of these taxi cards at work. Never used mine
before, see if you can make it work and you got yourself a tip.” He ran the
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yellow card through the system and punched down the numbers on the tiny
keypad attached to his wireless dispatch monitor.
After a few seconds a message came in on the screen. “Looks like it’s stillactive... we’re pretty far though, it’s not going to be a cheap ride, man.”
“I’m counting on that.”
He was about to say something when he caught my grin. The guy let out a
short laugh and turned the cab around the corner. The streets were
crowded with your usual hipster flock coming in and out from the hundredstartups located along the Valley as if nothing had ever happened, as if
there wasn’t four of their own missing without a trace. It should have been
pretty big news around here with Twitter and Facebook around, but
Emastudios had managed to quiet things down to a rumor somehow. They
had the muscle for it anyway. Seven buildings filled with SEO professionals,
programmers of all kind, software engineers and sys admins made a hell of
an army to defeat online.
Past Amphitheater Parkway, behind Google and the cabbie made a motion
with the head towards the massive buildings on the right.
“Remember those? You should, you’re about my age aren’t you? Silicon
Graphics built these! I know because a friend of mine used to work there
when they were kings, man. Can you believe that?”
“You’re talking history now...” I pulled out my iPhone to check if there was
another email from work but there was none.
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“Yeah, it’s ancient history.” Funny he said that just as we drove past the
Computer History Museum with all the tourists trying not to get caught
stepping over the grass while taking the famous group photo in front of the
sign.
I slid my thumb across the tiny glass screen of my phone until Sophia
showed, posing for the same silly photo as the tourists did. It had been
taken just a couple of weeks ago before she went missing and my heart
skipped a beat when I saw her standing next to me with that short brunette
hair of hers and those thick red framed glasses women use when trying to
look sexy, only that Sophia wasn’t trying at all.
Exquisite, gorgeous face with the classic loveliness of a modern Lizabeth
Scott and long solid legs you could stare for an hour without blinking and
still feel like you need to look some more. Breathtaking curves that ought to
belong on a highway and beautiful breasts that shamelessly fought to free
themselves through the prison of her blouse. Clothes are not enough to hide
women like her, not when they have a body like Sophia’s. I felt like going to
the hospital to pay Smith a “courtesy” visit and not leave until he had
spilled every little dirty detail about the disappearances and what the hell
was going on, but it was likely to be under surveillance and I wasn't going to
be of any use in the slammer again.
Outside Emastudios’ office, the driver charged my taxi card for the meter
fare and I threw in a pretty good tip since the guy had driven all the way to
Mountain View with his mouth shut.
“Two hundred? Are you sure your boss will be okay with this?”
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“I don’t think he is in the mood to disagree with me right now.” A grin
twisted the corner of my mouth.
The driver nodded and gave me the card back after Emastudios approvedthe payment. A confirmation email got sent to my iPhone since it was not
only the first time I had used the card, but was also an excessive amount for
a taxi ride, but it cleared in the end.
I was about to open the door when the cabbie gave me his business card in
case I ever felt like giving out generous tips again. I pocketed it and looked
through the window. Eight security guards waited for me outside the building and when they caught my face through the glass they went stiff.
“All that’s for you, man? Who'd you kill?” the cabbie looked at me like one
would look a caged animal.
“No one yet, but the day is young.”
Smith’s soldiers began walking towards the little taxi like a group of highly
trained bodyguards, or at least that’s what they thought they looked like.
They were nothing but a bunch of losers who had been lucky enough to get
an easy job to go along with their pension.
“Should we go before they get here?” his finger was on the central lock
when he said that and his eyes couldn’t focus on anything for long. The guy
was scared as hell, but driving a cab had taught him how to handle himself
out there.
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I felt my lips going into on a big smile as I said, “Hell no, I want to see how
they play it.”
They approached the car almost in slow motion, making their best effort toshow me this time they were ready and what had happened before was only
me getting lucky. Two stood in front, as if they could stop a car with their
hands or something, and the others took position next to my door and put
on a crappy secret service act even they had problems buying.
“Take it easy now, we are only here to escort you to your desk; we don’t
want any more incidents.” This security guard wasn’t like the others, he barely had any hair in his face and the pitch of his voice annoyed the hell
out of me. I opened the door and got up from the cab real close to his face
so he could see my eyes and everything that was in them.
“You can bet on that, kid.” I patted his shoulder and went around him
towards the big glass doors. They walked me through the lobby and inside
the elevator while keeping their distance; I even caught one of them taking
out the pepper spray just as a precaution. “Personal security? Hell, I ought
to punch that jerk in the face more often.” They had problems keeping a
straight face when the kid began laughing like a little girl and one of the
guards had to turn around so as not to get filmed by the security camera.
As the elevator arrived at the seventeenth floor, the sounds of stroking keys
on a hundred keyboards slowly increased as if we were getting close to a
hive. I got myself some pretty nasty looks from the other employees once
the doors slid open. Everyone quit doing what they were doing to see the
monster walk through the giant cubicle farm of the 17th floor surrounded
by the company’s security personnel. People whom I had worked with for
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over ten years now stood there throwing disapproving, severe looks at me
like the ones from a small town jury ready to pull the lever on behalf of
public safety. They stood there in silence like a bunch of pigeons trying to
figure out who was going to be the first one to break rank and go back to work and I walked slowly enough so they could take a good look at what a
real man looks like.
Two of the guards stayed outside my cubicle so the other employees could
have the illusion of safety in a place where four people had disappeared
without explanation, and for some reason, the idiots bought it. I had still
some work to finish so I pulled my part of the code from the company’sgithub and finished the to-do list before lunch.
Close to noon I decided to grab a bite but it didn’t felt right going with the
parade to the company canteen, so I just had a day-old slice of pizza that
was sitting in my desk drawer from the last dev jam session. Wasn’t very
good, but at least it was way better than that crap they pass off as food in
tech companies these days. “Organic fruits and vegetables locally produced,
fresh and with a low calorie count.” Balls. Everyone tries to copy what
Google does, as if it was some kind of sacred guideline everyone should
follow in order to be successful. Doesn’t matter how many fruits or locally
produced vegetables you stuff into a coder’s stomach, they will never make
as much as Google spends on paper towels.
Experimenting with employees’ food to see if their work performance
improves sounded damn weird to me anyway. Each day we looked more
and more like cattle instead of highly trained professionals. They even
changed the snack machines down in the corridors to some sort of healthy
food crap not even rats dare to eat from the dumpsters behind the building,
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and I’ve seen those rats eat the rubber out of tires, so what does that say?
Six different brands of milk and granola cereal bars and they all taste like
wet Chinese newspaper.
It’s a shame though; working for tech companies went from doing
something meaningful that could change the world we live in with our
creativity and technical skills to driving a Segway through the office like
some damn nine year old kid in an amusement park. I’m surprised they still
let their employees go to the bathroom like grown-ups.
By 7:30 almost everyone had left the building, there was a meet-up downon Cupertino that night and no one wanted to be caught without a parking
spot. My cubicle looked bigger without all my stuff there; the same feeling
you get when moving out from an apartment you rented for too long.
I was never like all the other coders with toys and gadgets scattered around
my workstation to show how cool and edgy I was. All I had were some
books, papers, and a couple of empty pizza boxes I told maintenance never
to throw away. There were bets going on at the office about when the pile
would reach the ceiling and I was in for a good fifty bucks with Hurley, one
of the guys from Human Resources and a close friend of mine. He had
stopped by my cubicle just a couple of hours ago to hand me the bad news
in person. We had known each other since the dot-com era and I thanked
him for sparing me the bullshit of going to his office to discuss something
that was dead obvious.
I mean, what was the point anyway? I was finished. “Dismissal by a change
of strategy in the company,” that’s what Hurley called it on paper. He
wanted me to keep a good work record in case I ever wanted to work in the
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Valley again. Hurley knew people around and some of these people owed
him enough to get me out of the mess half clean and with a year’s worth in
salary.
“Get your stuff by the end of the day, Jack. Sorry, but there’s nothing else I
can do for you, you really screwed things up this time.”
“You will catch the heat for this when Smith finds out how you laid me off;
you know that, don’t you?”
Hurley covered his mouth with my personal file. “Five teeth, Jack. Five.They should be giving you a raise instead of the shoe.” The photo they took
of me ten years ago didn’t do me any justice.
“Quit being funny, someone might hear you and I don’t want them firing
your ass yet.”
“What you mean?” Hurley leaned forward so we could talk.
“Later; dogs are dogs, but they have ears too.” The guards standing outside
my cubicle got offended.
“Look, I watched the press conference too and even though Smith is full of
crap that doesn’t make the company responsible for anything Jack. You
push this and you can get sued man, just think about it. You’re not a kid any
more either man, you can’t afford getting a bad reputation at your age... you
know how it is, we’re dinosaurs to these people now...”
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“Still, dinosaurs have one hell of a bite last time I checked.” Hurley caught
my smile and knew what I was thinking. He got scared.
“Okay Jack, why don’t you catch up with me later at the MusicHackDay? We’ll have a couple of beers with your welfare check.”
I said something nasty and Hurley walked away laughing his ass off. Back
in the days Hurley used to be a decent programmer, one of the few who
could create tools for the rest to work with, but the doctor diagnosed him
with carpal tunnel and that was the end for him. Was a damn shame
though, he could have been a big fish around here but ended up pushinginterviews and firing people with all the other losers at human resources.
I finished packing my stuff inside a plastic file box I found lying around
behind my desk and swung on my chair for the rest of the day staring at
Sophia’s cubicle and thinking about how the hell can a person disappear
without a single person from the more than 200 working in the building
noticing something?
First one to vanish was Patrick, one of the drones from the IT department.
Family man, taxpayer, good to his friends and coworkers. A stand-up guy
for all I know. Hell, I even caught him once wrapping a present for his
daughter while wearing a big silly smile on his face. He had gotten her the
biggest doll house I’ve ever seen. Patrick wasn’t the kind of guy who could
ditch his job, wife and kids for some bimbo after turning fifty, but that’s
exactly what Smith insinuated to his wife when she came by the office
looking for him. I don’t know what Smith showed her on Patrick’s laptop,
but she burst into tears and rushed out of the building when he did.
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Two weeks later it was Rob’s turn, one of the latest acquisitions from the
marketing department. Rob got swallowed by the Earth on his way to the
kitchen on a Tuesday afternoon. Smith said the kid was too green for the
job, that he got scared and fled. Maybe Rob was young enough to havedropped college, yeah, but the kid knew better than to walk away from his
job like that. I heard one of the guys from marketing saying that Rob’s
parents were desperately looking for him since Rob had a drug abuse
history and Smith had mentioned something about having caught Rob
smoking a joint in the kitchen a couple of times to the police when they
came looking for him. Son of a bitch got away with it.
The third one to disappear was Eddie, one of Emastudios’ community
managers. Most of us knew Eddie’s husband had belted her once a couple
of years ago during a Christmas party. I don’t remember Smith being there,
but he must have found out about it later somehow because the son of a
bitch used it to get the company off the hook. He told the police a cute story
about seeing Eddie cry a couple of days before she went missing on one of
the elevators. Eddie’s husband was held in custody for interrogation and
admitted they were having problems at home, but nothing to leave a nine
year old behind for.
Smith could have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for management dropping
the ball. One of the regular guys from the front desk was on sick note and
the replacement they sent wasn’t in the loop about the disappearances and
how to deal with the cops when they came asking questions. The poor guy
had his ass fired after handing over some of the security tapes from the day
Eddie went missing to one of the detectives collecting evidence. They
opened an official investigation and Smith almost went nuts when a tape
found its way to YouTube.
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It turned out that Eddie wasn’t running from her husband, but was instead
taking the longest bathroom break in history: three weeks and counting.
The video showed her going into the women’s restroom ten minutes beforeeight, she must have been on her way out when nature called. You could see
already that something was going on with the camera the moment she
closed the bathroom door. The way the image flickered is quite unusual
with digital cameras.
Then the damnedest thing happened. A big dark shadow crawled slowly
towards the closed door and before it could reach it, the camera went off.For about ten seconds there was nothing but static and weird noises. When
the image finally came back, it showed the empty hallway and the door to
the women’s restroom fully open. Eddie was gone. The video is freaky as
hell and it should have gone viral, but Emastudios filed a complaint with
YouTube over copyright infringement since the video depicted the
company’s property without their written consent. They managed to take it
down before having the whole issue blow wide open.
Sophia was the fourth one to disappear; only she wasn’t alone in an empty
hallway on her way for some snacks when it happened. No. Sophia vanished
right in front of everyone, including me. She had been working all morning
on a new jQuery plugin the guys from the design department needed
running by the end of the week and I had been constantly pulling code from
her repository every couple of seconds to see how things were looking for
her.
It was a freaking mess. No way was a single person going to be able to fix all
those bugs without help by the end of the week, problem was, Sophia had
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always been the kind of woman who doesn’t like to go around the office
asking for favors, so I went ahead and kicked my chair all the way back and
let her play with it for a while until I could come up with an excuse to help
her. Soon enough, the whole thing broke down into tiny pieces of unusableJavaScript only she was able to go through without getting a headache. I
was about to turn around in my chair to offer her my help when her updates
stopped coming through github.
Just like with Patrick, Rob and Eddie, Sophia had vanished into the thin
air. The whole thing stunk.
I came back to reality and night had been waiting for me at the cubicle
farm. The only lights were coming from the monitors people left turned on
to work from home via remote desktop. The constant flickering of the little
windows being dragged around changed the ambience into a binary
nightclub only me and the two guards waiting outside my station were
around to see.
“You done here mister? It’s getting kind of late.” The kid made my ears
drums hurt again.
“Don’t worry; you’ll be at home for bedtime.” The other security guard had
a smirk on his face when I said that and the kid went red from the collar up.
The building was mostly empty at this hour of the day, only some of the sys
admins were still holding the line in the workstations making little rat
noises with their maintenance tasks. Security followed me all the way down
to the lobby and outside the building as they were instructed, making sure I
was out for good, and then they turned around and went inside again,
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locking the double glass doors before disappearing into the dark void of the
lobby.
I walked down to my car along with the distorted versions of myself thestreet lights silently threw over the empty parking-lot and put the plastic
file box over the roof of my heap while fishing for the keys in my pants back
pocket when the smell of rotten fish crawled up my nostrils and got stuck to
the back of my throat. I was about to get sick when I caught something with
the corner of my eye, but by then it was too late. An atomic bomb went off
on my skull. They knew exactly where to hit to make my legs go all rubbery.
I tried to look behind me to see who they were, but the nose of a .45slammed my forehead and a blinding pain made things go blurry and hard
to hold onto. A knee came up, crushing my ribs from one of the sides while
something gelatinous and cold tried to cover my mouth to keep me from
screaming. The door of my car bent with the pressure of my body while I
kept trying to get them off my back to at least put up a decent fight.
They were sloppy though, and were more worried about someone else
noticing what was going on than getting the job done. Somehow, I managed
to grab someone’s throat and yank until flesh ripped under my fingers. The
short scream that followed was nothing like I had ever heard before.
Unarticulated. Absent of life. A cruel imitation of a man’s voice. Something
hot dripped down my elbow and I felt my mouth split into a tight grin.
“Don’t you scream just yet you son of a bitch, I haven’t even started with
you!” My voice came out dry and full of hate when I said it and the short
scream transformed into a groan.
I was trying to straighten myself up when the nose of the .45 smashed down
through my face one more time and that was all for me. The pain slowly
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faded away when I fell deep into that sweet spot of perfect tranquillity and
peace. Nothing hurt and I didn’t care any more. Not like it used to. The
sounds of my body being dragged inside my car were only vague whispers
in outer space and the last thing that crossed my mind before the dark void wrapped itself around me was Sophia.