Unleashing The Beast

Billy surveyed the scene long enough to satisfy himself that there was no possibility of any life left in Eddie, then turned away and walked nonchalantly back to his van as the rain fell once more, heavily this time. An unfortunate accident. How could anyone think any differently? Speed kills, everyone knows that. A painful never ending fact that Billy had learnt ten years ago when his wife was unmercifully stolen from him after Eddie had crashed his top of the range SUV into her compact car at ninety miles an hour in in a fifty zone. An unfortunate accident the judge had surmised when he sentenced Eddie to a derisory three years in jail. Justice had apparently been served, but no one would ever convince Billy of that. His beautiful wife had been taken from him, had been taken from her happy life in a horrendous manner because of one man’s lack of consideration for others, and he didn’t seem to have learned his lesson. Billy had fixed the throttle on the bike to stick at ninety miles an hour – so Eddie had been given a sporting chance, far more than had been given to poor Margaret. Revenge, retribution, justice, whatever you care to call his actions, had finally been served. It wouldn’t bring Margaret back, but it did make Billy whistle along with the radio as he drove home.

 

Bio: Bio - Currently living in Essex, UK, but originally from Ireland, Fergus has had short stories and articles published in Ireland's Own and in an anthology by First Bus.

 

 





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