Path to Our Future part 9 - Sex Stories

Path to Our Future part 9

... he thinks he’s above the law and he needs to burn like he burned my career,” he spits trying to stop the bleeding in his legs. “Sounds like that will be good enough for you as well then, you’ll have as much chance as he would have had,” I tell him as I step into the room where Guy is. The boy is messed up, he’s semi conscious and not outwardly injured but he’s basically immobile and I have to pick him up and carry him on my left shoulder. I exit the office and see the ‘boss’ leaning against the wall trying to get to an exit or even to his weapon. I start to walk past him down the hall and pause before turning. “Former Captain Phillip Miller, right,” I ask and see him nod like it’ll help,” I said you’d have his chances if I’m correct?” “Yes,” he replies starting to crawl again. I raise my pistol and put one in his chest dropping him down to the floor, I watch him roll to his back and move over him aiming at his face. Another round of ammo dispensed into his head and I make my way down the stairs back to the door I entered. I see Mitch standing there quietly but he looks up shocked as I walk out with Guy slung over my shoulder. “Take him and place him in the back seat of the car parked one alley over,” I tell him handing him my set of car keys,” Wait by the car till I arrive and Mitch, I don’t want to look for you.” I see him nod and watch him carry Guy out of the back lot and towards my vehicle. Back inside it’s a simple matter of dumping fuel around and on bodies and taking ...

... a burner cell phone from now deceased former Captain Miller. I recognize the smell of homemade napalm; it’s simple and will burn for a good long while. Spreading it around is easy and I’m sure to not get any on me as I walk container to the middle of the top floor and after placing a rag in the spout and lighting it I exit the building with haste. There is a good pop from the container bursting but other than that the fire itself spreads easily. I find my car where I left it with Mitch leaning against the passenger side of my car. “Identification,” I tell him as I holster my pistol and knife. I watch him as he hands me his driver’s license and I note the address on it before handing it back. He looks at me confused and I figure I’ll need to explain. “You weren’t here, you were out getting groceries, you were at a bar, you were on the other side of the planet. You never saw a man like me, you never saw the boy in the back, you will be paid for not being here and you will be paid for not seeing us. If you were here and you did see us I will find you and burn your house down around you, do we understand each other,” I ask in a cold tone. “I get you, I don’t want to see you again either,” Mitch says to me before I have to stop him from leaving. “Payment will be in the mail in a week,” I tell him before letting go. I’m back in my car and down the road a good distance before getting out and making some adjustments. First comes off comes the body armor, weapons are stowed along with ...