Revelation after revelation exploded in his brain clearing away thoughts that had lingered only moments before. His whole life lay open before him, and Richard Gabourel could do anything he wanted, swim an ocean, climb a mountain, start a family.
The playground was already far behind him, but the sounds of children screaming and having fun still echoed in his ears. What would it be like to have one of his own, to love and to care for, to raise up and to teach. Thirty-eight and a highly successful businessman, there had been no time, not for dates that didn’t involve the CEOs of other companies, and not for love, a four-letter word rarely heard, if ever, on the golf course.
“We could have picked anyone. There were at least four other people we could have taken, why this guy?”
“Look at him. What do you see? A man with a life who has never lived- we’re not changing anything here.”
He absentmindedly wondered if there was anything even left of his house, 27 Willow Crescent, three bedrooms two bathrooms, a forty-minute drive from the city, large cherry tree out on the front lawn. The payments on that house were forgotten, but why he had bought it in the first place was beginning to surface.
It was supposed to have been a place away from work- away from that world of suits and good mornings and meetings, where people met and met and met, but never knew each other. It was the place where he had been ready to leave for after three nights of sleeping in his office. 27 Willow Crescent, a place but not a home.
They had known enough about him to catch him as he walked out of those plate glass doors, rough hands grabbing his jacket, a needle frantically plunged into his arm, through his clothing. He could not recall wondering why the security guards stood by and did nothing, could scarcely remember his captors, black shirts, black pants, black shoes.
“That should do it then, operation successful.”
“Did you set up the timer?”
“It’s all ready- we let him go, we watch from a distance, and when the time comes-“
“We blow him and the heads of half the businesses in America to kingdom come.”
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ooh. almost done, almost done!
written while listening to:
i'm yours - jason mraz
live high - jason mraz
the dynamo of volition - jason mraz
looking back, i'm thinking i could have picked a better playlist for this post, but whatever. it is too late now.
wow.
i liked this one a lot.
"Look at him. what do you see? A man with a life who has never lived- we're not changing anything here."
so good.
:)
good image with thebusiness people. people who meet and meet and meet...love a four letter word heard rarely on th gof course if ever.
he's a good hero. began with good but unfulfilled intentions and now has purpose.
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