Book Two: Part Four - Binding Evil - Chapter One

Foreword

For the most part, Montie, is nothing more than your average mid-size town, pleasing to the eye, a great place to vacation, that is, if you have never been there before, you wouldn’t have a clue what has happened in the last year or so.

But more surprises await Baker, Ed, and the Twenty-Second.

The saga continues where Internet conversations become deadly. An unexpected windfall for Baker and Stevie. Stevie relearns how to walk, and he gets to meet his favorite writer under duress; and throw in a presidential assassination attempt in the mix. Mother Nature makes her presence known.

Of course, no day in Montie would be complete without Freddy somewhere in the shadows to make his presence unbearable.

Top it all off with a wedding, and ask yourself, “What could go wrong?”

Excerpt

“What happened?”

“It’s no big deal, mom. It’s over.”

“It’s over when I say it’s over. Tell me what happened.”

“I got into a fight with a senior. He said some stuff to me, and honest, I didn’t say anything back, but he kept it up. Then he pushed me and wanted me to do his ‘thing’, like he said my dad did to me and any other guy.

“I blew up, mom! I just started hitting him. He got me a couple times, but I made him take the words back.”

It never dawned on Baker that there might be haters in school. She reached out and pulled Stevie to her. Tears were falling on his shoulders.

“Mom, we knew dad was gay, but honest, he never did anything to me sexually, ever.”

“Stevie, honey, I know that. Mark was gay, true; but you were his son. I know now as I knew then, he would never try anything sexual with you.

“There are times where people have a desire, a real need to be cruel, but as long as you and I know the truth; that’s all that matters.

“Let’s get you home and cleaned up. I’m cooking tonight.”

“What are we having?”

“Grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.”

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More is thy due than more than all can pay.

William Shakespeare (1564–1616)

Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 4.

The eye can never say to the hand, “I don’t need you.”

The head can’t say to the feet, “I don’t need you.”

1 Corinthians 12:21

Death for those due, is all that is required. I think of it as a debt repaid.

They bring pain, and I return the favor. If it means taking an eye or a foot,

so be it. Me? I’m partial to the eyes. They see everything one last time before death.”

Freddy

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Prelude

On Chatterbox.com, for $50.00 a month, you can have your own private space to communicate privately with one person about anything, with no worries about any information being sent or received, or any messages being accessed by anyone other than you. No worries about being hacked by an outside source. The cost was well worth the information one could store there; be it family photos, pictures of where you went or what you did; to videos of dope parties or perhaps the wild sex you had.

Chatterbox.com also had more firewalls to block out anyone from accessing any data sent between two people. And, the website guaranteed total and absolute privacy; to where they would never discuss or divulge any of your information to outside sources; unless you were or were about to commit an act of terrorism. Beyond that, if you robbed or killed someone, the website could care less.

With over seventy-five million paying members worldwide, they could easily afford to give each person the best privacy available.

(Readers: be warned at this point, there will be some graphic language>)

But let’s drop in on a few conversation going on at the moment.

blueyedbaby6: how’s it goin

ridinthewaves: I’m fine. u

blueyedbaby6: bored out of my effing mind

ridinthewaves: lol! we all get that way at times

blueyedbaby6: we still hooking up at the beach

kiakat: hi mason. I finished the graphics.

mason: great! They’re scanned and ready 2 send?

kiakat: Yes. And they are my best ever work.

mason: U always do good work.

kiakat: u r 2 kind to me.

mason: I might fly to Helsinki and buy u a drink

kiakat: that would be nice. A long way for a drink

mason: u r worth it.

Then there was this one.

downmythroat: make me do it! force me!

bigasscock4u: do it you cocksucking bitch! I’m gonna shove the whole thing down your throat! Open that mouth wider!

downmythroat: mmm … YES! DO IT! CUMM…

But as we move around, it is this conversation you will come back to more than once.

Missle01: I did mine last night. What about you

Missle02: I did but it took some time

Missle01: why

Missle02: not like u. this was my first time

Missle01: show me the target’s body

Missle02: hold on. need a second to pull it up

Missle01: how did you feel afterward

Missle02: scared at first. Afraid I’d mess up

(Pause)

Missle02: with my gun in hand, target in my sight

Missle01: it’s loading. we have 90 days left

Missle02: I felt calm and in control

Missle01: good. i still need you to practice more

Missle02: I know. I will

Missle01: ground zero 90 days to actual target

Missle02: I feel better than before. not as nervous

Missle01: only the careless are caught. don’t be one

Missle02: be one what

Missle01: one of the careless

Missle02: I won’t

Missle01: so far you haven’t been. Good thing

Missle02: ty

Missle01: yw. sending u next target. we r stepping it up a little. city official. well-known and respected. do it within 4 days. nice pic btw, clean headshot. 4 a first timer, not bad.

Missle02: ty again. I will start on this when I log off

Missle01: Ur pic is sensational!!!

Missle01: fine. both targets are 2 go down precisely at the same time. This is how I want this to go down. u will ….

Yes, chatterbox.com does have a wide array of customers; don’t you think?

** For the record, chatterbox.com does not exist in real life.