The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 64 Chilling
Liam
Before heading to the pub, I made a quick detour to Hillcrest and found Sheriff Combs at the dock of the clubhouse. I asked the Sheriff to supervise. With him there, no one dared double-cross me, not even Dan.
The black sling bags used by certain New Salem residents along with the honey and flax seeds New Salem produced were Dan’s main ways of smuggling our product to designated. points near the big cities of the eight West North Central States. The money which the students or the parents made by personally dealing to users is laundered through Sunday’s offertory at church while the money earned from meth smuggled via the honey and seed produce is placed in crates of red wine. The crates are then delivered by boat after arriving in Bismarck and Mandan. It was a tedious process, but it was a process which never faltered. For years, we followed the same routes and drop points without any trouble.
However, after the numerous revelations among my close friends, people who I considered to be
my
brothers and confidants, it became clear to me that my complacency would be my downfall. I decided it would be best if I step up and not allow Dan or Cris to have the opportunity to literally stab me in the back.
Sheriff Combs was on his CB radio speaking to one of my men who was part of the welcoming committee for my delivery truck loaded with the crates.
“Contact me once you see the headlights of the delivery truck. Over.” Sheriff Combs was standing near the edge of the dock surveying the lake with night vision binoculars.
“Copy that. Over and out.” Radio silence. The Sheriff put his radio back in his holster while he continued to peer through his night vision binoculars. I noticed the creases on his forehead. Obviously, he was bothered by something.
“Sheriff, anything wrong?” I asked.
“I think I saw some movement at the parkside of the lake, Sheriff Combs said. He suddenly pulled out his radio. “Tanner, everything quiet at your end?” Tanner was one of the deputies. under my payroll and had the task of patrolling the lakeside area of the park.
“That’s an affirmative, Sheriff. Just waiting for the cargo to arrive,” Tanner said over the
radio.
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“I thought I saw some movement, the Sheriff said. He handed me his binoculars so I could have a look. I didn’t see anything.
“It must have been a prairie dog or an otter. Don’t worry, Sheriff. I’ve got this,” I heard
Tanner say.
“Son, you know the drill. Check in every thirty minutes. Over and out.” The Sheriff put his radio back in his holster and gestured for me to hand over his binoculars. “I suggest you head back to town for the pageant. I got Jack stationed at the pub to make sure them surly. sons of bit ches at the pub are behaved. If a brawl happens, he knows what to do. Just be back before midnight.”
“Just to be clear, Sheriff, if you see anything out of the ordinary, shoot to kill,” I ordered while handing his binoculars back. “I promise I’ll be here before midnight to oversee operations.”
“There are only two places the people are at tonight. It’ll be easy to spot the good eggs from the rotten ones. I’ll call you once the boys see the truck heading out of Bismarck, Liam, he said. “By the way, where’s
your father.
“He’s at home,” I answered. I saw Sheriff Combs grimace, annoyed my father was acting like he was retired. “Don’t worry, Sheriff. My father may be home, but he’s keeping an eye on the CCTV cameras. Drink some coffee. It’s going to be a long night.”
“I already have my thermos ready,” he replied. “Enjoy your night, son.”
Although I wasn’t going to drink tonight, I had Henry drive me. I needed to think and I didn’t want to space out while I was in front of the wheel.

It was almost ten when I arrived at the pub. When I opened the entrance doors, I was shocked to see it packed with people. I noticed Jack, Noah and Lisa together at the bar, but what took my breath away was the gorgeous blonde in the yellow fitted dress. I felt the urge to run to her.
I pushed through the crowd, not amused the people of New Salem weren’t making a path for me to walk through. Of all the disrespect that could be thrown my way. My fists balled up as my anger began to bubble. These people cowered in terror when they saw my father, but saw me as insignificant.
I reached down to get my gun from its holster, but a hand on my shoulder stopped me.
“Allow me, Mayor Cohen,” I heard a low masculine voice say from behind. I turned around.
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and found Dom had made a path through the crowd.
He tapped the shoulders of the two burly men in front of us. I knew them to be known bikers who caused trouble from time to time and sometimes did some smuggling for Dan.
“The Mayor would like to pass through,” Dom said icily. The two men coughed loudly and made space, extending their arms to make the people move back.
“Boys and girls, move aside for the Mayor, the biggest of the two said. The others moved
except for one.
He suddenly smacked the guy on the back of his head for ignoring his request.
“What the f uck!” The man exclaimed, ready to start a fight. He was tall and muscular with dark brown hair, black eyes and wore piercings on his nipples.
“I said…the Mayor would like to pass through,” Dom growled at him.
F uck you! Who the f uck do you think-” Before he could say anything else, the two burly bikers punched him in his stomach to silence him.
“Dom, man, my apologies, the biggest of the two said while their friend continued wincing in pain. “I’ll take care of him.” He, then, turned to me and gave me an apologetic smile. “Mayor Cohen, I hope you enjoy your night.”
This time the crowd moved back giving me a clear path to the bar. I nodded. my head in gratitude and walked towards Jack who had stood up from his stool after witnessing the confrontation. I raised my hands and gestured for him to relax.
I glanced behind me and found Dom had stayed back to talk to his biker friend.
How in the world do they know each other?
“Liam, you finally made it,” Chip said while placing a glass of scotch in front of me. He knew
me well.
“Thanks,” I replied, taking a sip of scotch and relaxing a bit. My eyes quickly searched for Virtue, but she, unfortunately, was gone. “Where’s Virtue?”
“She’s in the dressing room freshening up,” Chip answered. “Now that you’re here, we can start. How about you finish your double shot and I’ll escort you to the judges table?”
“Sure,” I answered, agreeing with him. As I sipped my scotch, I noticed Cris was missing.
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I tapped Lisa’s shoulder, hoping she knew where her husband was. “Where’s Cris?”
“I don’t know,” Lisa answered gruffly. “He said he needed to meet up with a private sponsor…
whatever that meant.”
“Have you tried calling him?” I asked. I took out my phone and called him, but his phone was
out of service.
Did Dan carry out his plan already?
“Well? Were you able to reach him?” Lisa asked, downing her martini and gesturing to Chip for another one. She didn’t sound too concerned her husband was missing. “Because I
haven’t been able to reach him all day.”
“Nope. His phone is off,” I answered. I was about to message Dan when Chip placed a glass of
bourbon beside me.
“Guys, Cris is a grown man. I bet he’ll walk through those doors any minute now,” Chip said, -sliding the glass towards Dom. I shrugged my shoulders and hid my phone. Chip was right.
Cris was a grown man and sometimes went off the radar.
“Dom, thanks for earlier,” I told Dom as he took a sip of bourbon.
“No thanks necessary, Mayor. Big Mike is a patron of mine,” he replied, cradling his glass in his hands. “If it’s any consolation, I should be thanking you,” Dom said. My brow instantly furrowed, wondering what he meant.
“Thank me for what?” I asked.
“For accepting us in this town. I’ve grown quite fond of New Salem,” he answered, smiling, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. I was about to answer him, but he turned to Chip. “Chip, where’s Bo?”
“Over there. He has a date, Chip answered while pointing at an isolated table at the side of the pub, practically hidden by the crowd.
I raised my head and squinted my eyes to see who Bo was with. The woman’s face was obscured by the darkness, but I recognized the short auburn hair of Cynthia McDowell.
What?!
“Liam,” Jack’s voice interrupted my thoughts, “Virtue is already seated up front. I’ll escort