The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 141 Riot
Liam
“And Henry… I need you to place a tracker on the black Jaguar parked up front. I want to know where Thomas Martin lives, so I can go visit him when the need arises.”
“Yes, Mayor.”
After giving instructions to Henry, I walked out of the Sheriff’s station to find a sizeable crowd gathered around. I noticed the people at the very front were part of the media.
If all
goes
well, I’ll announce my invitation to my father’s wake at Cohen Mansion.
As I positioned myself behind the Martins and their lawyer, the Sheriff gave a brief statement, informing the public that Ford Martin was being released pending an investigation.
“Sheriff, is it true Lindsay Hartman killed Theodore Cohen?” A tall man asked after the Sheriff gave the public an update. He was a reporter under Greyson Hunter of The New Salem Star, one of New Salem’s reputable news outlets.
“That’s still under investigation. Right now, we only have what was written on her suicide note,” Sheriff Combs answered.
“So it’s true Nurse Administrator Lindsay Hartman committed suicide?” A woman asked. She was a journalist for the North Dakota Herald Press which had a small branch here in New
Salem.
“Upon our initial findings, yes,” the Sheriff answered. “However, as I said, her death is still under investigation.”
“Sheriff, is it true Ford Martin has had several complaints regarding sexual harassment? The tall man asked loudly. “Why haven’t these women stepped forward? Have the Martins paid them off to keep quiet?”
Hunter’s field reporter was working his magic.
The crowd suddenly turned quiet and began to whisper among themselves. They were caught unaware of this small detail about Ford.
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buzzing sound like I was near a hive with a swarm of irate bees.
I wanted to smile; it was evident that my plan was working. But after noticing Lincoln Murphy’s repeated glances, I fought the urge, donning my poker face instead.
I knew the good attorney was trying to catch my reaction, however, there was no way he
could outwit me.
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“Yes, it is true. Ford Martin has had several complaints regarding sexual misconduct, however the women withdrew their complaints without any interference from the Martins. As to why they never stepped forward, the women signed non-disclosure agreements aimed at keeping a peaceful work environment,” the Sheriff replied without batting an eyelash.

“Ford Martin,” the tall man called out even louder this time, “what do you do with the sex videos you record? Do you sell them or do you use them for blackmail? What about consent? Do these women willingly perform sexual favors or are they forced to do your bidding? If so,
can’t that be considered as rape, Sheriff?”
Numerous audible gasps came from the women in the crowd. The people appeared shocked by the revelation.
“Rapist!” A woman suddenly yelled. “Ford Martin is a rapist!”
Angry howls erupted all around us…
Some people even raised their fists in the air in protest.
“We are still investigating the matter,” the Sheriff yelled, hoping to pacify the people. “Th all for now. I need all of you to head on home because tonight the good mayor of this tow is opening the mansion-”
All of a sudden, a stone flew in the air, hitting Ford on his arm. That stone was followed immediately by another which luckily missed Ford’s head by several inches. Jack, with his arm shielding his face, quickly opened the station’s front door and yelled for the other deputies to come out and help subdue the crowd.
In the midst of the ensuing riot, I was left standing in front of the station while the Martins
fled.
“Liam, you need to get inside, son, before you get hurt, Sheriff Combs instructed. He roughly pushed me inside the station and closed the door before addressing his men. “Deputies,
arrest these people.”
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Through the station’s windows, I watched, amused. Everything that was happening was one
big mess.
All the deputies had their batons out, chasing after the townsfolk. While the bigger deputies. had people faced down on the ground, the other much smaller deputies were in the middle of a cat and mouse chase, dodging stones and other items the people could get their hands.
on.
I noticed Ford entering his father’s brand new Jaguar. A stone flew right past him and hit the windshield instead. I let out a low whistle. That was going to cost a lot of money to get fixed.
“Your handiwork, I assume,” a familiar male voice said beside me. I was so engrossed in all
the madness, I didn’t notice Lincoln Murphy standing right beside me. “Isn’t it the job of the mayor to keep the peace?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, attorney,” I answered slyly. The corner of his lips.
curved into a wicked smile.
“I know you know I’ve made my money representing people who don’t have any other interests other than themselves,” he quipped, glancing sideways at me. It was an obvious insult, but I didn’t care. “I’m good at it, I always keep my mouth shut and I look the other way. That being said, is there something particular you’re after? I heard you made a deal with Norma Martin… something about a pharmacy. Is there something I can do to help facilitate this deal? So no one else gets hurt.”
“Again, I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lincoln,” I mumbled, instead of answering his questions. I wasn’t sure if I could trust him. He was smooth, too smooth. Men like him always had some ulterior motive.
I
mean,
how could he come to me when he just represented someone who was against me?
He chuckled as if I had told him a joke. “You can call me Link, Mayor. I represented the Martins because they came to me for help. Actually, it was the Undersheriff who called me, asking me to help them. I rarely say no, especially when I may be their last ticket out. As of the moment, I’ve gained Tomas Martin’s favor. I did what he asked me to do. I got his son. out. And favors are usually repaid, Mayor Cohen. It could be an option you’re looking for… unless this,” he gestured outside, “is what you want. Elections are just around the e corner and your rival will use this against you. If you ever need my help, just give me a call or better yet, pay me a visit. As you said earlier, it’s your duty to know New Salem’s residents.” He glanced outside and picked up his briefcase. “I’ll be staying a bit. Someone might need my help. By the way, my heartfelt condolences, Mayor. I know how hard it is to lose someone you love.
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Good day.”
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I watched him walk to the waiting area and sit down. Maybe he was going to take some cases. pro bono.
But f uck! He was right. Sarah Hughes is going to love this. But I couldn’t have known the people would call Ford a rapist and start throwing rocks. That wasn’t my intention. Maybe call the Martin names and boycott the diner and the pharmacy, but to cause a riot? No.
Yet, it did work in my favor. The Martins were now scared and soon they will think of leaving.
I didn’t need Link’s help. I had a few tricks up my sleeve. All I needed to do was visit Thomas Martin in his sleep.
As I walked to the door, I bumped into the Sheriff who had a nasty ga sh on his forehead. One of the stones must have hit him in the head.
“Liam, in my office, now,” he said calmly, but his rage was apparent in his eyes. I followed him to his office sheepishly, knowing I was going to get a mouthful.
Once the door closed, he glared at me and asked in a low voice, “What in G od’s name did you
do?”
“I leaked the list of women to the press,” I answered. “I got the idea from the district attorney and that b itch, Sarah Hughes.”
“The district attorney?! He isn’t the type-” He stopped, realizing what I meant. “Of course. You wanted to make people angry. Well, you got your wish. But you should have asked.