Wednesday, August 16, 2006
New Beginning 76
On the day that should have been his son's twentieth birthday, Alderon found himself staring at the entrance to the interrogation chamber. He placed his hand on the doorknob; a shiver ran up his arm. He'd thought he could do this. Maybe he'd thought wrong. His son, a colleague's son, a stranger's son, they all amounted the same thing. Murder.
No-one died, but it was still murder.
Curling his fingers around the knob, Alderon forced himself to turn it. The hinges creaked, and a draught of stale air assaulted him. He hesitated; then, breathing through his teeth, he entered the underground room.
Vernian glanced up from his desk, and then rose, his movements those of a man twice his age. "Alderon." He fell back into his chair, brushing a strand of blonde hair away from his face. "I ... thank you for coming, my lord."
"What choice did I have?" Alderon said. He placed a box on the desk.
"Ah, you brought it. Good." Vernian reached for the package.
"For the last time, Vernian, I beg you--"
"Enough. I absolve you from responsibility." Vernian greedily lifted the top of the container and looked inside. He looked back at Alderon, his expression slowly transforming from avarice to rage. "I told you, Alderon," he screamed, "double pepperoni!"
Opening: Julia Ker.....Continuation: Evil Editor