refuse. He almost felt like that his life meant nothing. Karma was a bitch and one day it was going to come around and bite him where the sun didn’t shine. He uncovered her face for a moment and looked at that Angelic unblemished face. She showed no signs of being some criminal mastermind, but her life had already been planned out from the
moment that she was born. Jamison wanted her to stand beside her brother and give him the necessary advice to keep him from going off half cocked and doing something that would bring the authorities or a rival faction down onto their heads.
Jordan knew that she was better off this way. It didn’t seem all that long ago that he was innocent himself. He didn’t need much to live on, but he was conscious to keep some of his earnings in the Cayman Islands. He didn’t want any problem with the IRS. That was a three letter acronym organization that he didn’t want to fight. They were worse than any other government organization including the FBI, CIA or even the DEA.
He jumped back out of the Dumpster and made his way back over to where Lila was shaking her head back and forth in obvious denial. “I did that. I took her life when she had barely begun living. I will most likely see her face every time that I close my eyes. It won’t be the first time that I’ve been haunted by images and it won’t be the last.”
Chapter 4
They drove off and soon were coming into the parking lot of where the swim meet was taking place. Tilley was in her first year of college and Raymond was a senior with the adoration of girls.
“ The main event won’t take place for another couple of hours, Lila. We have that amount of time to get into place and do what needs to be done. If we can catch him practicing on his own, then I will deal with him personally. I don’t like this any better than you do, but he’s the one that we really have to worry about. He’s the first born son and will feel a need for vengeance. I don’t know exactly who will take over for Jamison, but I have an idea that might make getting to him easier.” Jordan had been thinking about this for some time and the idea was simplicity in the making.
They were soon in the darkened part of the bleachers with Jordan holding Lila close to his body. He wanted everybody to think that they were lovers and that they had just arrived for the swim meet.
“Raymond, I don’t think it’s necessary for you to get any more practice in. I’m sorry; I forgot who I was talking to. It’s not like you’re going to join the others in the locker room. You’ve always had this thing about proving yourself to your father. I’ve no idea if he’s going to be here today, or leave you to stand and do this on your own. Either way, I know that you’re strong enough to handle just about anything. I’ve been your coach for the last two years and I’ve seen you go from the little boy to a man.” The coach felt like he was a den mother to those that he had coached. Raymond was something different and there was a damage that could only be seen by the way that he looked indifferent at everything around him.
“I promise that I won’t overdo it. I just think that I can squeeze off another couple of seconds. I need that if I’m going to beat Chan. He’s the one that everybody thinks is the golden boy, but to me he is just another obstacle standing in my way. My father taught me never to take prisoners. I always do what it takes to make people think that I’m better than them. I want to see the fear in his eyes, as I beat him to the finish line in victory.” He had his dark hair slicked back from the water that he had from doing laps the last hour.
“You don’t have anything to prove to me. I’ve always been your biggest fan. I consider myself to be a surrogate father for the one that didn’t really give a damn to show up for any of your meets. I know of his reputation and I would never speak ill of anybody that can find me in