~vengeance~
Perry was standing over the bathroom mirror, hands gripping the cracked porcelain as his breathing faltered.
Deep breaths, Percy. Deep breaths.
He stood upright, smoothing his hair back and loosening his necktie. Almost immediately, he felt the swell of bile in the back of his throat. He doubled over, throwing up chunks of last night’s dinner into the sink. His suit survived, miraculously, and he turned to the toilet bowl for the next wave. As the nausea faded, he turned the tap on with a shaky hand, washing the upchuck down the sink and bringing some water to his lips, swishing it around in his mouth to rinse out the last dregs before spitting into the sink.
“Get it together man…” he muttered to himself.
“He has your son…” he speaks through gritted teeth, hands clenching as he remembers what all this is for. He feels his body tense, flooded with barely restrained rage.
His hands wrap around the glossy wood of the pistol grip, the gun stashed in his suit jacket. His father’s .44 revolver, 1 round in the chamber, hammer cocked. He could hear his father scolding him for such improper gun safety. Sorry, dad.
He stepped out of the bathroom, composing himself as he steps slowly through the abandoned warehouse. His phone pings. It’s the gps tracker. His phone finally triangulated his son’s position. 50 paces east.
He rushed over, seeing his boy restrained in a metal chair, bloodied and beaten. His heart sank as he slowly panned up to his captor – Thomas, his ow business partner.
“I… trusted you. I loved you. Like a brother. You were in my home. You ate at my table…” Perry said, with a seething, slow tone.
“It’s business, Perry. Someone in your corner is just another back to stab a knife through.” He replied in a starkly cold demeanour. He steps closer, swirling whiskey around the tumbler in his hands.
“You had every chance to join me. You going to reconsi-“
bang
Smoke emanates from the barrel. A high pitched shrill whines in Perry’s ears. And blood drips from the chest of Thomas. The glass slips from his hands, and he drops to the ground.
Perry rushes forward, hugging his son close.