“I have kids Pat. I know how you feel but it was nothing to do with me,” The Chief struggled to keep an even voice, wanting to sound sympathetic. “Samantha was just unlucky. It was some English pervert did for her. I wouldn’t have hurt her. She was one of us. It was nothing to do with me or Connor,” he pleaded. Inside he was regretting not seeing this coming. He’d thought Murphy was okay with his explanation it was the Real boys that were responsible for his son’s death. Now he was faced with a demonic madman.
Murphy wiped his forearm across his mouth. He pulled the balaclava from his head. “Shouldn’t have harmed my lass,” he said with conviction. “The missus is in a terrible state. I promised her I’d set things right. Enough chat. I need to get this done. Make your peace with God.”
The Chief saw the look in Murphy’s eyes and was terrified. “You fucking eejit,” he suddenly shouted. “No wonder your kids were so fucked up with you as their father. You don’t understand fucking anything.” Anger had replaced the pain he was feeling. “You think this is going to make everything better? You’ve just made it worse.”
Murphy raised his club one further time. He straddled The Chief’s body. “Maybe but I know if it wasn’t for you my kids would still be alive. This has to end.”
As Murphy brought the club crashing down on The Chief’s head, he started to scream and tried desperately to move away but it was impossible with his broken legs. He lifted his hands to protect himself but it was useless. The first blow silenced the scream but not the whimpering that immediately followed.
Murphy hit him several more times in quick succession until the features of the face could no longer be distinguished. It was just a mangled mess of skin, bone and blood. Murphy had tears running down his cheeks. He was panting from the effort of delivering the blows.
He threw the club to the ground and looked up at the sky. He made the sign of the cross and said out loud, “I’m sorry my children. I failed you but I’ve revenged you. Rest easy. Your mother and I will be with you soon.” Then he cast one last glance at the body on the ground and walked away.
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Read Bill Ward’s second thriller ENCRYPTION.
In a small software engineering company in England, a game changing algorithm for encrypting data has been invented, which will have far reaching consequences for the fight against terrorism.
The Security Services of the UK, USA and China all want to control the new software.
The Financial Director has been murdered and his widow turns to her brother-in-law to help discover the truth. But he soon finds himself framed for his brother’s murder.
When the full force of government is brought to bear on one family, they seem to face impossible odds. Is it an abuse of power or does the end justify the means?
Only one man can find the answers but he is being hunted by the same people he once called friends and colleagues.
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