Night Fury: First Act
“We are a go.
Ari—dressed in her habit—places herself at the front door of the Dupont residence, while I walk around the small property to await my signal in the backyard.
Marcel will get the surprise of his life tonight. It’s a shame it will be his last.
Perhaps it’s better this way—starting with a person I know, that is. It can only get easier from here, I’m sure.
Marcel Dupont.
Churchgoer. Landscaper. Gardener. Husband. Father.
Wife beater. Drunk. Paedophile.
I can...not let him live. I won’t.
Crackling sounds fill in my ear. Clark all but yells, “Can you hear me? Night Fury? War Paint?”
I answer in a whisper, “I can hear you—a little quieter, please.”
Ari responds in my ear, “War Paint here. Are we a go?”
Marco comes in with, “We have it on good authority Mr Dupont got a little handsy with his wife again last night.MoreLess
Ari—dressed in her habit—places herself at the front door of the Dupont residence, while I walk around the small property to await my signal in the backyard.
Marcel will get the surprise of his life tonight. It’s a shame it will be his last.
Perhaps it’s better this way—starting with a person I know, that is. It can only get easier from here, I’m sure.
Marcel Dupont.
Churchgoer. Landscaper. Gardener. Husband. Father.
Wife beater. Drunk. Paedophile.
I can...not let him live. I won’t.
Crackling sounds fill in my ear. Clark all but yells, “Can you hear me? Night Fury? War Paint?”
I answer in a whisper, “I can hear you—a little quieter, please.”
Ari responds in my ear, “War Paint here. Are we a go?”
Marco comes in with, “We have it on good authority Mr Dupont got a little handsy with his wife again last night.MoreLess
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