Part 5

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3 DAYS LATER

I hated myself. It was my fault that Sarah had died. And it was my fault they had Joe. I was to blame. After I had found the body I couldnt take it anymore. I went back to the motel that i had been staying at and just layed there. I couldnt sleep after what i had seen. After a while, I decided to check my phone.

1 NEW VOICEMAIL 11:48 pm-

" Jason . Its mike. look i dont have much time. Theyre after me. i knew they would find out that we talked. I found some more info that might help you. The general will be visiting his wife at the elderly home on wednesday. Its personal for him so he doesn't bring his men. The home is called moonside residential home. Its west of new jersey. Thats all I've got .Bye."

CALL ENDED

I was once again reminded that Mike too was dead. My fault yet again. I had to give the general what he deserved.

WELCOME TO MOONSIDE RESIDENTIAL read the sign outside this elaborate building. The main building was rather large so i went to reception. "I'm here to see my Grandma " i said to the receptionist; a young woman who clearly didnt want to be working at a home. "surname?" she replied.

"Rawlins"

" shes in room 38.Oh and sir, shes getting worse."

"what do you mean, " i asked

"I mean with her dementia"

"oh, that" i exclaimed

I knocked on the door and it was opened by an old looking woman.

"who the hell are you! " she asked.

" Im here to check the gas" i replied.

" You don't look like a gas man to me! "

" Damn, " i thought "My cover is blown"

"your not old enough! And you have no muscles", she laughed

"phew, I thought. "Maybe not"

I went into the room and pretended to examine the pipes.

"aah miss. There seems to be a problem with the pipes. Your going to need to evacuate the area"

"oh." said the woman.

"well i suppose i could go round to susans and watch some television whilst your fixing that young man"

she left the room and i breathed a sigh of relief. All i needed to do now was wait.

13 MINUTES LATER

There was a knock on the door. I sprang up, got the knife and prepared. " Jane its me. Your husband" the general whispered. " Ill let myself in, " he chuckled.

He opened the door and as quick as i could i rushed at him with the knife, thrusted it into his lower abdomen and backed away. "Jason!" he gasped "you son of a bitch"

"Where is he!"i screamed "if you dont tell me i swear i will slit your throat!"

"you think im scared of death jason" he said, with lines of crimson blood trickling down his white shirt.

"And what about Jane! Your wife who has probably forgotten who you are. I will also kill her if you dont tell me. like you did to my wife" i lied, with conviction in my voice though.

"empty threats Jason, empty threats." he jeered.

i took hold of his hand, "if you dont tell me on the count of five you will have four fingers for the last ten minutes of your life.

5!...

4!...

3!...

2!...

1!.

"54 quinn street New Jersey!" he cried.

"too late." i whispered. With one clean movement, i sliced his index finger clean off ,leaving blood spurting from the left over half. "After all sir" i said "you were the one that hired me"....

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