It became clear to the Mayor that it was Elaine who exposed the sound recordings of his conversation with Officer Rostos.Mayor Carney had tried as much as possible to deny the reality before that moment but now that everything was up in the air and a state of destruction, there was no difficulty in tracing the missing link. It was Elaine all along. It had always been Elaine. Mayor Carney gritted his teeth in frustration and a toxic force left him seething with resentment. His well-tailored black suit was already looking so tattered and soaked with sweat. The sharp lines of his jacket were non-existent after he had stretched his arm in a jittery and frustrating manner many times.Mayor Carney’s assistant, Mr. Freeman, the middle-aged man with a full mustache and no beard couldn't help but see his boss being so frustrated. The mayor was hitting tables and punching walls in frustration as all the aides just stood watching him go crazy. None of them knew what words they could say or
“We still have something to fight for,” Freeman spoke reassuringly. “Right now, we still have hundreds of people rallying outside in your support. They are all outside gathering and waiting to see your face.”“All they need to hear is that all of this is a ploy to destroy you. These people rallying outside will believe anything you say. You just have to find the words and they really don't have to be perfect. They just have to show that you are still confident in winning the elections.”“Look, boss, I know that we are in a disadvantaged position right now with all the evidence leveled against us but those supporters waiting outside will listen to everything you say and hail you.”Mayor Carney’s shoulders were beginning to relax, his posture becoming less defensive and rigid as he allowed himself to consider the possibilities of success. He had to consider what Freeman was saying. Truly, the ball was in his court and even though he was losing the match at the 90th minute, there was st
“But I assure you that I am heinous of the terrible crimes that I have been accused of.”The crowd murmurs were rising every moment with an insistent force that left the mayor’s words sounding unconvincing.Their mutterings were loud and a discontented whisper filled the atmosphere. Many of them would need more than those empty words to convince them even if they wanted to so desperately believe that the mayor didn't do all that was leveled against him.“What’s this supposed to mean?”“Is he just coming out to outrightly deny everything?”“What does he think we are? Fools? Id!ots? Dump people? Honestly, this is so embarrassing.”“He is really lying openly without any shame.”“He is a murderer. That’s what he is.”“I wonder why he hasn't been arrested yet. The evidence was clear.”“How did he even get to a position where he is allowed to contest for a governorship election? How did he win the primaries election?”“Who knows how many other people he killed? He murdered his way to his p
“You killed my cousin, Mayor.”“You killed my cousin! You don't deserve one more second of the oxygen you breathe!”“You deserve to be humiliated and killed most horribly.”“Murderer!”“You killed my cousin, you psychopath!”“You are going to die!”The protester’s words rose to a high pitch, his curses savage as he unleashed his fury at the mayor.His cousin’s name was Ralph - one of the miners who was killed by Grady, an assassin sent by Mayor Carney.The protesters had been so grieved since Ralph’s death. He took it as a responsibility to cater to Ralph’s little son, Dilan since the unfortunate incident.But he had never been able to grasp the fact that Ralph was actually no more. He couldn't understand why someone would be so cruel as to kill Ralph. What motive could someone have to do that?Ralph had always been a good man, perfect at his place of work and never looking for trouble. Why would the world not be kind to such a man?The protester retracted after being stopped by the
***Mayor Carney was led into the precinct doors, his footsteps heavy and slow as he was led into the heart of the building. The precinct was like a maze. It had many corridors and buildings with very harsh lights and concrete walls. The atmosphere was intense and closed-in, making the mayor feel trapped and alone. A big man who was supposed to be the governor in less than 48 hours now felt like a tiny fish in a big cold ocean.The cops positioned themselves on either side of the mayor as they took him to the interrogation room. Mayor Carney was already thinking of some of his connections who could shield him from this mess of a situation. How could someone who was bound to be governor be held in chains? It was absurd, to say the least. He turned towards one of the cops as they escorted him like a criminal.“Hello, officer, can I have my phone back? I really need to make a phone call. At least, I have a right to do that don't I?”The cops refused to respond to the mayor as they he
He felt like he was trapped in his insanity. If he ever had a chance to get out, he was going to punish every single person who had gotten him into this situation starting from Alan Greyson and that b!!ch Elaine.Mayor Carney went back to his seat, his face buried between his hands as he swallowed in his suffering. Was he going to spend the whole of the night there? When exactly was all this going to end?The darkness was closing in on him each moment.Suddenly, the door flew open with a sudden, jarring noise, the mayor’s head jerking up in shock as he beheld the figure standing in the doorway. The lady’s silhouette was shrouded in the shadow, her features obscured by the dim light much to the intrigue of Mayor Carney.Mayor Carney felt a shrill force flow through his veins. Was that not—-?No! Elaine?!Mayor Carney’s eyes were wide with shock. The silence that ensued was a chaotic stillness of surprise as the mayor’s breath hitched delicately.“Oh, don't be so surprised. I was bound
The mayor’s breath came in hot, ragged gasp and he felt like exploding once again but he knew that he was being monitored. Everything that was happening was part of a plan to humiliate him.It dawned on the mayor that someone else was responsible for the cops acting in such a violent manner towards him.It was normal that the cops would restrain him from touching Elaine but attacking him with fists and kicks the way they did had the elements of some sponsoring written all over it.He was in deep distractive thoughts for a moment and he figured out that Alan Greyson must be there somewhere in the precinct. He had probably come with Elaine. How the cops attacked him spelled that it was either personal or a sponsored attack. Since the cops actually had enough reason to bully the mayor, they wouldn't hesitate to throw their punches at him like they already did.Mayor Carney spat, his eyes gleaming with hatred as he glared at the woman. “You think you already won but you won't get the
“How did that feel, eh?” Alan’s words were filled with hilarious humor. “How did it feel when you had your tail in between your legs and had to run from the debate hall? I tell you the truth - I have never racked my throat with laughter like that before.”Mayor Carney’s face was tight with anger as he folded his fists together. All he needed was an occasion to get some revenge on Alan.He recalled that he still had the gold so he still had an advantage in the grand scheme of things, Mayor Carney thought.“You can whine all you want but don’t forget that I still have the gold,” Mayor Carney spoke in defiance, his tone laced with contempt as he taunted Alan as well. “The gold is still with me and we both know the worth of the gold. You can never get that no matter how hard you try.”In truth, the gold being with Mayor Carney meant that Alan still had a lot of work to do. He wouldn't have avenged the miners if he didn't get the metric tons of gold from the mayor.“Hah! We will see abou