The Catalyst
Copyright© 2021 by Yob
Chapter 10: Terrorist or Patriot
Some call the Independence Day Massacre of high ranking officials an act of terrorism. That’s equivalent to labeling me a terrorist. I object. Did I attack the public, kill innocents, destroy property, call for prisoner releases, make ransom demands? None of the above.
Who is or should be terrified? Ordinary citizens? Nope. Corrupt tyrannical officials were who I attacked and assassinated. Other officials behaving like them have an excellent excuse to be afraid, but I’m not intimidating the general public in any fashion.
What’s the motto? “Sometimes the tree of liberty needs watering with the blood of tyrants and patriots” Is that quoted correctly?
Regardless of how I’m labeled, I’m definitely being hunted. Power doesn’t tolerate attacks. The only way to stop the manhunt is to die, or do a credible job of faking my death. The later would require framing someone else, then arranging their death. They aren’t a victim if they deserve execution, are they? I believe I’m correct in that judgment. Whom? Lot’s of people are evil enough, the world would be better off if they were removed. Providing them with a motive for the massacre, one law enforcement will accept is difficult.
Meanwhile, I’m laying low. Uncovering me will not be easy. Don’t underestimate the investigators. Not all are geniuses but quite a few are. If it’s possible to discover who I am, and they grind away long enough, they will identify me. They will devote the time necessary.
The only possible leads they could have, and maybe, hopefully, don’t have yet, are the bank accounts. My only physical connection to those accounts is the ATM cards I was using. They’re burred in a fiberglassed bundle under a big rock. I made a treasure map.
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