James would never ask me but I’ve recently thought about
eliminating a few police officers in order to speed up his promotion. I really
don’t like this waiting business. Before James I was a little more cavalier with
my decision to kill law enforcement. It was rarely out of necessity but I
simply enjoyed it – like I do all my other victims. I had to be much more careful
with my selection but I confess to murdering the occasional civil servant over
the years. Since my loving husband came into my life, I haven’t killed a single
officer. A lot of it has to do with James having that bond with his fellow
officers. If I got rid of his “brothers or sisters”, I’d never hear the end of
it. Not that I’m leaping at the opportunity; police, EMTs, firefighters, I
understand their important place in the world. I rely on them to take care of
my family when I can’t and the work they do is incredibly good. But they are
human like anyone else and if they’re going to die at my hand then it will
happen. Out of respect for my husband, I haven’t killed a single officer but
now that some of them may be in the way of his happiness, I may have to go
against him.
I’m just so proud of James; he worked so hard for his
promotion and, from what I understand, his superiors are satisfied by his work
but not blown away which may be what gives him an advantage. Or it might be
that none of the other officers are alive to accept said promotion. It just
never occurred to me that it wouldn’t be an automatic thing. Now James is
telling me that it could be years before he takes the next step in his career.
He wants me to wait but I’m seriously getting impatient. I
want my husband to succeed, how can that be so wrong? Alright, I understand
that my version of achieving success is a little twisted but my intentions are
pure.
Patience is sometimes my virtue only when it benefits me.
As always, dear readers,
Stay Safe
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