Silent Revenge

Recovery

I rode around for what seemed like hours trying to wrap my head around what just happened. None of this was ever supposed to happen. I've been having an affair for over a year and married for seven. I'm not sure why I betrayed my wife because she is the most perfect woman in the world. How could I? What was I thinking? What do I do now? I am so lost right now. I try to call Jessica but she wouldn't answer and I honestly don't blame her. I don't know what to do. I can't afford to lose her, but I broke her heart and I don't know if she'll ever forgive. Then my phone rings and my heart jumps because I think it's her.

"Jessica is that you baby," but all I hear is laughter.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Time to play!" The voice says before he hangs up. I try to trace the number but it came up unknown. I drive and get myself a hotel room but I'm unable to sleep. I can't believe this is happening and I don't know how to make it right.

Jessica:

I can't believe what just happened or why it happened but I had a trial to attend. As difficult as it was, I had to put that aside and enter the courtroom for the trial. Both defendants were present with their attorneys. As much as I didn't want to be here, it was a major distraction and that's just what I needed. The trial lasted for six months and each day became harder and harder to deal with the fact that my husband wouldn't be coming home. The longer he was gone the more it hurt, but I was able to adjust. It took the jury one week to reach their verdict of guilty. Justice was served but their sentences weren't very long. They both got ten years only because we still didn't have the murder weapon but at least that's two fewer members of CAB on the streets.

After the trial, I decided to go to the office because I now have to work on 5th Street. I really wasn't in the mood to go home since it didn't feel much like home anymore. As soon as I got to my floor Harmony told me that Jonathan's has been calling. I told her that I never wanted to speak to him again but for some reason, he never understood that. It's been nine months since I put him out and I was starting to recover. My dad and brothers wanted to kill him, but I wouldn't allow it. I told them that his conscience is killing him which works well for me. I was in my office compiling the evidence against Ramon Chico Carnilla when I get another email.

Almost time,

If I were you I wouldn't sleep alone at night. You never know who's watching.

See you soon.

Ever since our separation he still had a car assigned to me so that made me feel a little at ease. I went upstairs and took a shower. I slipped on my white gown that Jonathan brought me and grabbed my favorite bottle of wine and settled in for the night. Just as I was about to drift off my phone rang. I didn't even bother to look at it so I just answered it.

"Jessica Sanchez. I still can't believe I'm using his name.

"Jessica it's Jonathan. Please don't hang up."

"What do you want?"

"To talk if that's okay."

"About what?"

"I miss you and I know I hurt you but I have to see you!"

"I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet."

"Well how about you call whenever you're ready."

"Yea sure whatever and then I hung up.

As much as I miss him I can't face him right now, the pain is too severe. I wish I had a magic wand and I could make the pain disappear, but it was real and I didn't know how to deal with it. My solution was to pour myself into my work and that is just what I did.

I started working on the 5th Street case. I knew that would consume most of my time and also help me get over my own personal mess. I pulled up the file and began to study. These Boyz are nothing to play with. Why the hell haven't we locked them up yet? As much as I wanted Blaze from C.A.B I really wanted Ramon Carnilla bad.

Ramon Carnilla aka Chico was born in Puerto Rico but he grew up in NYC. The Bronx to be exact. He didn't come from a rich or poor background, but they made the best out of what they had. He dropped out of high school his sophomore year and started his life slanging for the King Pin Big Bucks until his father got a job transfer to Washington. He joined the gang when he was thirteen. His father brought them a house at the corner of 5th and Onyx St, and he got turned on to the street life and has been ever since. He made a representation for himself after he beat this guy to death because he wanted his shoes. After killing his first person it was like he breathes death. If he wasn't doing the killings himself, he would order for it to be done. They called him Chico because of his strong Puerto Rican accent and because that was the name of one of the characters on Scarface his favorite movie. He was like a mini God to 5th Street because they worshiped his every move. If he blinks they would shake. That's just how bad his rep was around town. The fact that he could kill someone and never be seen is what scares me, but he is wanted in connection with a murder so I will be responsible for bringing his killing spree to an end. The thing that bothered me the most was that means that I would be working side by side with Jonathan again, but I wasn't ready yet. I figured I build my case first and then call upon him to tie up the loose ends.

I was getting tired so I decided to take the work to the house. As I was walking out my cell phone rang.

"This is Jessica how may I help you?"

"Hello, beautiful! "

"Who is this?"

"Your new nightmare," the voice on the other end said before he hung up.

I'm seriously tired of playing these Lil games. I was determined to find out who this was and put an end to Dr. Riddles. I drove home and noticed that there was a car following behind me. At first, I thought it was unmarked but they wouldn't be trailing so close behind me. I pull over to the gas station and the car drove by. Okay Jessica you are paranoid. I get back in my car and I proceed home. I pull into my driveway and I noticed the unmarked already outside so I felt a little at ease.

I hurry inside and grab a glass of wine to calm down. I head upstairs to take a shower. I never even realized how empty the house was until now, but in order to move on I had to forget my past. I slip on my white nightgown and I head over to my study and of course, I have another email but this time it was plain and simple.

"In order to catch me, you first have to know me.

Goodnight beautiful.

Who the hell am I Claireese from The Silence of the Lambs with all these damn clues? How the hell am I supposed to know, if I don't know who the hell it is, but I had a bad feeling that I was about to find out.

The next morning I decided to work from home. I honestly didn't feel like going out. I made myself some coffee and grabbed a bagel and headed to my study. I spread out the crime scene photos first, and then I dug more into the history of 5th Street. They had at least one hundred plus members here in the DC district, and when Chico said jump they moved. What I wanted to know is how one person could have so much power and influence by just the snap of his finger. This Lil punk was thirty years old so he has countless bodies under his belt. I had to find a beginning and an end to the murder of Omar Santiago. As much as I knew 5th Street was like playing with fire that was a risk that I had to take.

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