Big Sis

Avatar Author: Edcrab Copy-editor who sometimes tries to pass himself off as an actual writer. Fan of genre fiction and eternally mocked for it at the workshops... Read Bio

Finding the man who’d killed my brother was easy. Everyone knew who’d done it, they just didn’t care enough to act on that knowledge.

I snuck into his place at midnight- the lock was cheap and nasty and posed no obstacle. Same as the man.

The idiot had left his revolver in an open drawer, and loaded to boot. Fucking amateur.

He was too out of it to do much. He just leered at me from his couch through a haze of liquor and coke.

“Who the fuck are you?”

I took aim.

“You don’t have the g-”

I shot that sneer right off his face. His nose collapsed in on itself in a concave mess of splintered bone and half his teeth hit the carpet, carried by a fountain of blood.

Instantly I felt regret. He’d died too fast and I hadn’t had a chance to crow over him, to make him hurt.

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  1. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Brutal and dark, befitting the situation. You got me with the remorse, as for a second there I thought he felt bad about the vengence. Nope, just didn’t savor it enough for his liking. Her liking?

    I think you could have skipped one of the ’and’s in that third sentence, though I loved the next line comparing the guy to the lock.

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