A Vigil for Justice, is a serial thriller fiction novel. Updates of 1,000-1,500 words will be posted every Friday.
Recap: Sixteen-year-old Melanie Craig and her family live in the small Colorado mountain town of Blue River. Since the end of World War Three, the economy in the United States has dropped out making funding law enforcement impossible and increasing crime rates in all, but the smallest towns. The government passes a Law allowing anyone over 16 to kill three other people during their life. Vigilante justice doesn’t seem like the right solution to Melanie, but she has no choice other than to learn how to protect herself and her family.
Mitchel looked back at her. She could see the question in his eyes, and the fear. There were only a few reasons Richard and Pauline wouldn’t answer the door. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. They could have left in the night. No then, Erik would have known. They could be asleep or they could be, no not with the security.
Erik laid a black gloved hand on Mitchel’s shoulder and she and Mitchel stepped back from the door. This couldn’t be happening. Everything was fine. Holly was fine. There was security. Melanie couldn’t breath. Her throat had become a little red coffee straw. The world narrowed and blurred.
Mitchel was shaking her by the shoulders. “Melanie. Melanie. Breath. It’s okay. They are okay. Breath.”
She took a ragged breath.
“Maybe you should take her in the house?” Erik said.
“She’s all right.” Mitchel said pulling her into his arms. She took a slow deep breath and nodded her head. “I’m okay. Everything is fine.” The words echoed in her head. I’m okay. Everything is fine.
Erik was talking on his radio. “Josh, Braxton, clear your area and come around to the Stein trailer.”
“Ten-Four.” Came the first response.
Everything is fine. I’m okay. Melanie breathed.
“Ten-four.” Came the second.
I’m okay. Everything is fine. Melanie took as step back from Mitchel.
The other two security guards clad in black fatigues came around opposite corners of the house.
They held up their thumbs, all clear.
“You two will have to step back or go in the house, I’d prefer you go into the house,” Erik said.
“I’m not going anywhere until I know that Holly is safe,” Melanie said.
Erik turned toward the other security guards. “Josh you open the door. Braxton at my back.”
Both men nodded and drew their guns. One of them, Josh, stepped over to the door. He placed his black gloved hand on the doorknob and waited for the signal from Erik.
Erik gave him a nod.
Josh pulled the door open. Erik and Braxton moved silent and swift up the two steps and into the dark trailer.
Josh locked the door back against the exterior wall and stood at the door waiting for Erik’s command.
The smell hit Melanie in the face like a wrecking ball.
Sweet rotting meat.
She crumbled to the ground. Mitchel turned to catch her, but it was too late. The world swam in front of her. Mitchel was trying to get her into the house. He was talking but he sounded so far away. He grabbed her face with his hands. They were cool against her skin.
She saw the black boots of Erik and Josh as they came back out alone. Erik scooped her up and took her into the house.
Mitchel wrapped her in a blanket. He wrapped his arm around her.
I’m okay. Everything is fine.
He brushed her hair back out of her face. “Melanie.”
She was dreaming. This had to be a dream.
“I need everyone to stay in the house,” Erik called out.
“What’s going on?” Karalynn said as she bounded down the stairs.
Melanie turned her head toward Erik who was standing blocking the front door. Braxton had gone into the kitchen. Melanie could hear his muffled voice through the wall. He was on the phone. Josh stood in the doorway to the kitchen.
Erik looked at Melanie and then turned back to Karalynn. “We have a situation.” His voice was low, but Melanie heard the words anyway.
Melanie stood. Her head spun. She grabbed onto Mitchel’s shoulder, and he clasped her hip in one strong hand.
“A situation?” Melanie yelled. “My best friend and her family have been butchered in the driveway.”
“What?” Karalynn asked, “What’s happened Erik?”
“Yes Erik, What happened?” Melanie asked. “Why didn’t you guys stop that from happening?” Melanie took three stumbling steps toward him. Mitchel stood and stepped in front of her. She tried to push him aside, but he didn’t budge. She tried to step around him, but he placed his other hand on her other hip.
“Where were you when they were screaming!”
Tears ran down Melanie’s face now.
“Where were you when they were bleeding to death!”
She wiped her face.
“I’m so sorry, Melbelle,” Jennifer said in whisper from the bottom of the stairs.
Melanie looked at her mom. “Not Holly, mom. Not Holly.”
Jennifer shuffled over to her daughter and took her in her arms.
Homeland security arrived in their black SUV within twenty minutes.
There hadn’t been any screaming said the man in the grey three piece suit. Their throats had been slit starting with Richard and Pauline who were nearest the door. Holly had died last. She had choked on her own blood. The butcher then opened up Richard from Adam’s apple to groin hauling out his innards.
Melanie had thrown up more times than she could count before the man in the grey suit had finished speaking.
They don’t know who did it, but everyone in the house is a suspect along with the security guards. No one will be leaving until they are cleared by Homeland Security.