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bastard.”
He looked at Pate as if he had forgotten he was in the room. I thought he was about to fire off a round. I spoke up to draw his attention.
“Judge, did you know that the hit man you hired killed other innocent people?” I asked hoping for a reply. “What?” he asked. He lowered the gun and looked at me. Good. I had his attention.
“What do you mean, he killed other innocent people? This man was a gun for hire…”
“That’s just it, your honor.” Carl Minton was not the man you thought he was. In fact, he wasn’t a man at all when you knew him.”
The judge looked surprised. I continued.
“Do you remember Dr. William Dancy?”
“Yeah,” he said, thinking back. “The predator who molested and killed all those boys and girls including his daughter Melanie. He was sentenced to death.”
“That’s correct , your honor.” I saw Capt. Davis at the window with his gun pointed at the judge. He looked calmer now; he must have suspected something like this with Pate and Julia Middlebrooks.
“Listen, your honor, Dancy did not kill his daughter.”
I moved around the wall with my left hand up and my right hand along my side with my gun.
“She is still alive.”
“I remember a child crying hysterically outside the courtroom that day…”
I eased toward him. He watched me. He kept the gun at his side.
“That hysterical little girl had a lot to be crying about. She had a strong attachment to her daddy—too strong. She spent her life dreaming up ways to get back at the police and at you. She wanted to be tough so much she was obsessed with it. She became a man and changed her name from Melanie Dancy to Carl Minton.”
“Carl Minton? The little girl?”
“As Carl Minton, Melanie not only killed your wife, she killed one of the jurors, Nancy Durham. Also she killed Dave Robinson , the Assistant DA. who had been on the case. Once she started the killing she just couldn’t seem to stop.”
The judge looked stunned. It was as if I’d dropped a bomb on his well-appointed mansion and destroyed everything in it. He looked around as if he didn’t know where he was.
After what seemed like an hour he said softly, “Detective, I am sorry. I had no idea I had hired a monster.”
I was now an arm’s length from him.
“That isn’t all, Your Honor.”
“What else is there?”
“Carl Minton was going to kill me and then come back for you. His plan was to pin everything on you hiring a hit man and then make it look like you killed yourself out of grief over your wife.”
“Where is he now?”
“In jail.”
“Well, then there is no need for me to keep on living, is there? I lost…I lost my mind. I’m not myself. I am going to make this part right. I must.” He was beginning to move his gun hand toward his own head when I raised my own and smacked him across the face to knock him off balance.
I quickly pounced on him to get the gun. He was strong and very crafty. I couldn’t get the gun. I punched him in the face, jumped off him, dashed down the hall and covered myself behind the wall to the spot I was at before. He fired two shots. I couldn’t fire because the chief was in harm’s way. Davis couldn’t get off a clean shot either. I thought for a moment. I did a quick peek around the corner and fired into the ceiling above the judge. He fired again and then I fired my last shot, hitting him in the chest.
The bullet took him back a little but I couldn’t tell where I hit him. He still had that gun in his hand. I fired two more rounds into the chest. The gun dropped to the floor and the judge fell next to it.
I ran up to get the gun and check for a pulse. The judge was dead. I heard the sirens in the distance. Now it was finally over. I gave thumbs up to Capt. Davis and then checked on the chief. He had a concussion but was going to live. Capt. Davis and I left the scene when the other units and the CSUs' showed
He looked at Pate as if he had forgotten he was in the room. I thought he was about to fire off a round. I spoke up to draw his attention.
“Judge, did you know that the hit man you hired killed other innocent people?” I asked hoping for a reply. “What?” he asked. He lowered the gun and looked at me. Good. I had his attention.
“What do you mean, he killed other innocent people? This man was a gun for hire…”
“That’s just it, your honor.” Carl Minton was not the man you thought he was. In fact, he wasn’t a man at all when you knew him.”
The judge looked surprised. I continued.
“Do you remember Dr. William Dancy?”
“Yeah,” he said, thinking back. “The predator who molested and killed all those boys and girls including his daughter Melanie. He was sentenced to death.”
“That’s correct , your honor.” I saw Capt. Davis at the window with his gun pointed at the judge. He looked calmer now; he must have suspected something like this with Pate and Julia Middlebrooks.
“Listen, your honor, Dancy did not kill his daughter.”
I moved around the wall with my left hand up and my right hand along my side with my gun.
“She is still alive.”
“I remember a child crying hysterically outside the courtroom that day…”
I eased toward him. He watched me. He kept the gun at his side.
“That hysterical little girl had a lot to be crying about. She had a strong attachment to her daddy—too strong. She spent her life dreaming up ways to get back at the police and at you. She wanted to be tough so much she was obsessed with it. She became a man and changed her name from Melanie Dancy to Carl Minton.”
“Carl Minton? The little girl?”
“As Carl Minton, Melanie not only killed your wife, she killed one of the jurors, Nancy Durham. Also she killed Dave Robinson , the Assistant DA. who had been on the case. Once she started the killing she just couldn’t seem to stop.”
The judge looked stunned. It was as if I’d dropped a bomb on his well-appointed mansion and destroyed everything in it. He looked around as if he didn’t know where he was.
After what seemed like an hour he said softly, “Detective, I am sorry. I had no idea I had hired a monster.”
I was now an arm’s length from him.
“That isn’t all, Your Honor.”
“What else is there?”
“Carl Minton was going to kill me and then come back for you. His plan was to pin everything on you hiring a hit man and then make it look like you killed yourself out of grief over your wife.”
“Where is he now?”
“In jail.”
“Well, then there is no need for me to keep on living, is there? I lost…I lost my mind. I’m not myself. I am going to make this part right. I must.” He was beginning to move his gun hand toward his own head when I raised my own and smacked him across the face to knock him off balance.
I quickly pounced on him to get the gun. He was strong and very crafty. I couldn’t get the gun. I punched him in the face, jumped off him, dashed down the hall and covered myself behind the wall to the spot I was at before. He fired two shots. I couldn’t fire because the chief was in harm’s way. Davis couldn’t get off a clean shot either. I thought for a moment. I did a quick peek around the corner and fired into the ceiling above the judge. He fired again and then I fired my last shot, hitting him in the chest.
The bullet took him back a little but I couldn’t tell where I hit him. He still had that gun in his hand. I fired two more rounds into the chest. The gun dropped to the floor and the judge fell next to it.
I ran up to get the gun and check for a pulse. The judge was dead. I heard the sirens in the distance. Now it was finally over. I gave thumbs up to Capt. Davis and then checked on the chief. He had a concussion but was going to live. Capt. Davis and I left the scene when the other units and the CSUs' showed
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