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Whose Sword Lands the Blow, Part I

Mercury Delgado ruled as a drug lord, a title that he had earned violently, started as a dealer, worked his way up by killing his foes mercilessly, there was no end to his power and greed. But a hero cop had him in his sights, so Delgado called his henchman on night. He said he wanted to send a message, one that was exceedingly vile, put a hit out on the cop’s family, said one henchman,”You mean kill a child?!” Delgado stared at him, angry and wild, then pulled a gun, shot him through a neck, the others left quick as he bled to death. Detective Jones was on duty that night, but got a call when the horror was found, his three-year old daughter, his pregnant wife… were in pools of blood, strewn across the ground, it was obvious what had gone down. The city police were now set to kill, were hunting for Delgado with a crazed will. Now Delgado knew this would bring some heart, so he went underground and laid low, his associated were all questioned hard, but no facts did they confess to know, the police anger had nowhere to go, even will a killing public and bold Tte law soon found that the trail had gone cold. The drug lord believed he was in the clear, began planning to return to his life, but then they found one of his best dealers impaled on a giant Bowie knife, and there was no sign of struggle or strife. He knew it the work of Detective Jones; put a price on his head, made it well known. He expected his cronies to come back and report that the detective was dead, instead he found his best hitman cut down, his stomach not so much flesh as lead, at least that’s what his cronies had said, Delgado himself wouldn’t risk going out, Jones was on a rampage, there was no doubt. And as tense days went by, more bad news came, his dealers and foot soldiers were slain. How could just one cop do so much damage? The thought of the carnage hurt his brain, And all efforts to resist were in vain, he’d send out ten men to ambush this fool, maybe one would come back, smelling of stool... CONCLUDES IN PART II

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