JUSTICE_ISH(Part Three) – I_AM_EXOUSIA
…..Mark raced the patrol car at full speed to Kathy's parent's apartment. The address the dispatcher gave of the reported assault happened to be Kathy's address, he knew the address by heart since he had taken Allison there a number of times. Barely had he put the car to a stop that he dashed out of the car, raced up the stairs to the third floor which contained Kathy's room. On barging inside the house, nothing in his 24 years as a cop and 16 years as a parent had prepared him for what he met inside the house. Bottles of beer littered the floor of the living room, the air thick with the pungent residual stench of marijuana and on the floor lay his precious daughter. The sight was too horrible to behold, leaving his partner to search the house for Kathy, he carried Allison down the stairs to the patrol vehicle, shortly Phillipe joined in with Kathy behind him. Phillipe used the car radio to call for paramedics which came to transport the girls to the hospital.
What was intended to be a girls night had gradually degenerated into a nightmare, Kathy had met the boys a week ago at the local diner, they exchanged numbers and went there way, Allison had come over since her father was on the night patrol. After the girls ran out of things to do, Kathy suggested calling the boys to come over, since they were in the neighborhood. They gladly agreed and offered to bring along ‘some light entertainment’. The girls were coaxed into taking a little puffs of marijuana and continued gradually till they became high and wasted. The boys seeing that the girls were not in their right frame of mind went on to cajole them into sexual activities without any form of protest from the already intoxicated girls.
The next day, mark reported the matter at the station and request a warrant of arrest for the boys. The two boys were arrested in the afternoon but later released before dusk. Infuriated by this, mark asked the superintendent why the boys that raped his daughter and her friend would be freed. He was made to understand that there was no concrete evidence to indicate rape, the boys were able to provide a tape evidence which showed that the girls were not forced, and that whatever happened was consensual, so mark had no case.
The incident turned mark into the Hero/Villian standing with his head down in the courtroom awaiting judgement. After the rape, Allison committed suicide as the shame was too much for her to live with, clearly filled with anger and vengeance, Mark resorted to taking the law into his hands . He sought out the boys that raped his daughter, kidnapped and tortured them to near death before he released them. This led to his dismissal from the police force. With nothing left to live for, mark became some sort of neighborhood vigilante, Helping those who according him were 'cheated' by the law. He sought out and maimed any neighborhood bully. The crack dealers were not left out. He killed and incapacitated anyone considered as a societal problem. To some, he became a Hero, to others a villain, but what would the Jury have to say about this man who although via non-conventional methods had been able to rid the streets of criminals,? who had singlehandedly brought down drug lords and pimps?
“We have agreed on a verdict my lord!” The jury foreman said a second time and this time, even the streets was silent. If you listen well enough, you could literally hear the flow of blood in your veins. “ehm!! ehm!!” The foreman cleared his throat, “after a long deliberation, the gentlemen and women of the jury have unanimously agreed that Mr Mark Hattaway is guilty!!! And hence our verdict. Death by electrocution..”
The entire courthouse was thrown into a frenzy, as mixed reactions trailed the judgement. In spite of all this, For the first time since the case started, Mark lifted up his face and Smiled.
THE END
This short story is a work of fiction. All of the characters, events, places and names depicted are entirely fictitious or are used fictitiously.
Copyright © 2018 by I_am_Exousia
All rights reserved. No part of this piece may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the copyright owner.
…..Mark raced the patrol car at full speed to Kathy's parent's apartment. The address the dispatcher gave of the reported assault happened to be Kathy's address, he knew the address by heart since he had taken Allison there a number of times. Barely had he put the car to a stop that he dashed out of the car, raced up the stairs to the third floor which contained Kathy's room. On barging inside the house, nothing in his 24 years as a cop and 16 years as a parent had prepared him for what he met inside the house. Bottles of beer littered the floor of the living room, the air thick with the pungent residual stench of marijuana and on the floor lay his precious daughter. The sight was too horrible to behold, leaving his partner to search the house for Kathy, he carried Allison down the stairs to the patrol vehicle, shortly Phillipe joined in with Kathy behind him. Phillipe used the car radio to call for paramedics which came to transport the girls to the hospital.
What was intended to be a girls night had gradually degenerated into a nightmare, Kathy had met the boys a week ago at the local diner, they exchanged numbers and went there way, Allison had come over since her father was on the night patrol. After the girls ran out of things to do, Kathy suggested calling the boys to come over, since they were in the neighborhood. They gladly agreed and offered to bring along ‘some light entertainment’. The girls were coaxed into taking a little puffs of marijuana and continued gradually till they became high and wasted. The boys seeing that the girls were not in their right frame of mind went on to cajole them into sexual activities without any form of protest from the already intoxicated girls.
The next day, mark reported the matter at the station and request a warrant of arrest for the boys. The two boys were arrested in the afternoon but later released before dusk. Infuriated by this, mark asked the superintendent why the boys that raped his daughter and her friend would be freed. He was made to understand that there was no concrete evidence to indicate rape, the boys were able to provide a tape evidence which showed that the girls were not forced, and that whatever happened was consensual, so mark had no case.
The incident turned mark into the Hero/Villian standing with his head down in the courtroom awaiting judgement. After the rape, Allison committed suicide as the shame was too much for her to live with, clearly filled with anger and vengeance, Mark resorted to taking the law into his hands . He sought out the boys that raped his daughter, kidnapped and tortured them to near death before he released them. This led to his dismissal from the police force. With nothing left to live for, mark became some sort of neighborhood vigilante, Helping those who according him were 'cheated' by the law. He sought out and maimed any neighborhood bully. The crack dealers were not left out. He killed and incapacitated anyone considered as a societal problem. To some, he became a Hero, to others a villain, but what would the Jury have to say about this man who although via non-conventional methods had been able to rid the streets of criminals,? who had singlehandedly brought down drug lords and pimps?
“We have agreed on a verdict my lord!” The jury foreman said a second time and this time, even the streets was silent. If you listen well enough, you could literally hear the flow of blood in your veins. “ehm!! ehm!!” The foreman cleared his throat, “after a long deliberation, the gentlemen and women of the jury have unanimously agreed that Mr Mark Hattaway is guilty!!! And hence our verdict. Death by electrocution..”
The entire courthouse was thrown into a frenzy, as mixed reactions trailed the judgement. In spite of all this, For the first time since the case started, Mark lifted up his face and Smiled.
THE END
This short story is a work of fiction. All of the characters, events, places and names depicted are entirely fictitious or are used fictitiously.
Copyright © 2018 by I_am_Exousia
All rights reserved. No part of this piece may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the copyright owner.
