SUSPICION OF EVIL

Book by: auerrotts

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WARNING: The prologue is graphic and some scenes may be disturbing to some readers.

Chapter3 (v.1) - SUSPICION OF EVIL----Chapter Three

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Submitted: January 31, 2008

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CHAPTER THREE

He watched patiently from across the street. It was a rather easy ploy considering a large community park was adjacent to the house. He could easily sit on one of the many wooden park benches—without being noticed—and enjoy a simple lunch of ham and Swiss on rye, or pretend to read a good book while he waited.

He was tall, just over six-feet. His previous dark brown hair was now clean shaven and his formerly matching eyes were now adorned with contact lenses a dark shade of green. His muscles were contoured and chiseled to perfection from two years of strenuous workouts and weight lifting. His only flaw he knew was a scar on his abdomen from a bullet wound he had inflicted on himself just over three years ago.

He’d killed, he’d died, and thanks to his baby sister, he was once again alive. It was a perfect plan and the outcome was even better than he’d expected. Although he sometimes missed his wife and three kids, there was no turning back the clock, which meant there was no time to fret over past events. Besides, the whole family was dead including him. It was called a simple case of murder/suicide and the case was closed. He had easily gotten away with murder.

He was no longer Richard Henderson. He was now thirty-seven year old Nick Thomas, a dangerously attractive, single man. And until the time came, he would continue to stay that way.

It was nearly three o’clock and the park was beginning to fill up with kids getting out of school as well as mothers and small children.

The park was as characteristic as any other; complete with basketball courts, swings, slides, merry-go-rounds and tennis courts. There were two separate play areas; one for older kids and one for the much younger ones. Picnic areas were plentiful, equipped with trash bins, charcoal grills for cooking out, and impeccable manicured lawns. Single park benches were also scattered about the property. A sprinkler system had been added this year for people of all ages to run through to ward off the stifling heat and humidity that was infamous for the state.

Nick removed a can of soda from his lunch box along with his daily brown pill. He casually placed the round tablet in his mouth and took a swallow of soda to wash it down.

It was a simple routine that he had followed for more years than he cared to remember. He took the tablet habitually; everyday at precisely the same time and as long as he didn’t miss a dosage he would continue to be as normal as any other person happened to be.

The ice-cold drink was refreshing in the blazing heat. Seeing that everyone was attending to their own business and paying no attention to him, he removed a ham sandwich from his bag along with a book on restoring old homes. Taking a bite of the sandwich, he opened the hard bound book and began to read. Instead of pretending like he usually did he actually enjoyed this book. He knew it would benefit him in the long run, so he continued to read and study.

Every so often he would look up nonchalantly and steal a quick look at the house across the street, unable to stop his self from wondering what exactly, was taking place inside.

It wasn’t long before the afternoon heat was starting to have an effect on him and he decided to call it a day. He called a taxi from his cell phone then packed his book back in his bag.

Within fifteen minutes he saw the yellow cab pull up to the curb and park. Somewhat disappointed, he climbed into the back seat and attached his seatbelt.

“Where to sir?” The cabbie asked.

“The Sunset Inn, on Main Street please.”

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“How much longer?” Kaycee asked.

“It shouldn’t be too much longer.” After a slight hesitation she added, “They said they were running a little behind.”

“I’ll have another drink then while I’m waiting.”

“Kaycee please, don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what?”

“Don’t leave,” Brenda begged, “stay here tonight…please.”

“If it’s all the same I’d rather not.”

“Kaycee, you’re my best friend dammit, and I want you to stay here.”

“Best friend?” Kaycee laughed, “You sold my house out from under me and you call me your best friend. At this point Brenda, I wouldn’t even call you an acquaintance.”

The sound of the horn interrupted the conversation and Kaycee immediately got up from the table.

“Good-bye Brenda.”

“Kaycee wait,” she took a manila folder from the counter and walked towards the front door. “Take this with you.”

“What is it?”

“It's some house listings I thought you might be interested in." Kaycee grabbed the envelope, walked out the front door and got into the waiting taxi.

“Take me to the closest Hotel.” She ordered.

“That would be the Sunset Inn.”


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