Enter Sandman
- 2 years ago
- 15
- 0
Enter Sandman Ch. 10 free porn video
I packed quickly and efficiently taking enough clothes for a couple of days. Grabbed my Sig P228, my dog Jess and left. I stopped only once to let Jess out to go to the toilet and to gas up the truck. Jess was very nervous in the seat next to me. She was only a puppy but she could sense my stress about our possible impending doom.
We arrived at Brian’s beach house mid afternoon. Brian was actually out on the deck with a beer in his hand and I took for granted that he would recognize me. He didn’t.
‘Can I help you buddy?’
He obviously hadn’t looked at my truck properly, I was about to reply when Jess came bounding up and started jumping all over him.
‘Whoa there little doggie.’
‘Nice pup you have there pardner.’
‘Thanks sarge, appreciate it.’
‘Holy shit LT…a real nice look Bigfoot.’ Brian laughed
We gave each other a quick hug and he invited me for a beer. Brian had an enclosed deck so we locked the deck up and left Jess playing with a tennis ball. I quickly gave her some water and snacks to occupy her.
I had made my decision earlier driving down that I was going to tell Brian everything. Plus leave him the file I had compiled on Sandman during the 6 months including the report Peterson Sr. had obtained.
To be honest I still didn’t like my chances in winning a confrontation with him because the only thing I had on my side was the element of surprise. I needed to ensure that if I died Brian could protect my family and give the information I had gathered to a Police Agency who would act on it.
We sat down had a beer and I told Brian everything that had happened from my early days with Sandman, my initial suspicions of my wife’s infidelity with Doug Peterson, Kelly’s love for Sandman and ultimately betraying me and being pregnant with his baby, his vow to kill me for interfering, how I ‘died’, the Bates’ and Peterson deaths and finally what I planned to do.
The story took a couple of hours and I showed Brian the reports and newspaper articles I had copied. I asked him to keep them safe until they might be needed.
‘You know LT, that’s one hell of a story.’
‘Try living it sarge. Apart from my parents and sister you are the only real friend I’ve ever had.’
‘LT…I gotta be honest,in Iraq I mixed with some of these Special Forces guys. They aren’t ones to be messed with and it sounds as if this guy hasgone off the reservation.’
‘I know that Brian but I can’t let this murdering prick get away with all this. I’ll be fucked if I will live in fear for the rest of my life for my and my families’ safety.’
‘I understand LT I really do but you need help and I’m willing to help.’
‘Thanks Brian but you have helped and you continue to help. You’re going to be minding my dog for starters.’ I laughed
‘LT this is no laughing matter, he’ll kill you!’
‘I know he will try Brian. I just don’t want you actively involved in it. After all we need someone left standing to protect my family if I die.’
It took me awhile to convince Brian to stay out of the initial confrontation to which he finally agreed. His main concern was could I really kill a man? I replied ‘If It’s kill or be killed… then I think I must sarge.’
I knew Brian was right though. I was facing a nemesis that had killed for over 10 years including plotting the deaths of several civilians. On top of that he was now a well connected cop with power and money.
I was under no illusion. I had little chance of success. I had never contemplated killing a man but as the old saying goes ‘All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing’. I had run too long and now it was time to face the music.
I hit the road late at night and headed back to the city where I had worked and lived for so many years. It was late when I arrived, got a room at a cheap hotel and dumped all my gear. Next I texted Brian and told him I had made it safely and was going to the hospital to see Peterson Sr. Visiting hours were going to be long over by the time I got to the hospital but that’s how I wanted it.
My beard and long hair would obscure my identity as there would be security cameras in the hospital and didn’t want to be recognized.
I knew the hospital layout well since I had been there a number of times throughout the years visiting sick relatives and the like. I had called the hospital from the motel when I first arrived so I knew Peterson Sr. was on the 3rd floor in room 319.
I carefully made my way into the hospital and took the stairs. Had a close call with security when I got to the 3rd floor but ducked into a restroom just in time to avoid the roving patrol.
I further lucked out as the nurses’ station was unattended, so carefully made my way to room 319. Peterson Sr. was in the hospital bed and was hooked up to monitors looking very pale. I took a seat next to the bed and was concerned if he could make it.
He was in his 70’s and his only family left was an estranged daughter. I must have drifted off to sleep for 15 minutes in the dark room. I awoke when I heard a woman’s voice. She must have been speaking to a passing security officer. I quickly went into the small toilet and closed the door.
It was a nurse who was checking Peterson Sr.’s vitals. She also woke him for some medication. Peterson Sr. seemed to still be functioning okay as he thanked the nurse as she left. He wasn’t the same man I remembered from my high school days. Physically he looked like a skeleton. Peterson Sr. had lost a massive amount of weight.
As soon as the nurse left I quietly exited the restroom and I was the one who was startled.
‘Come closer, I want to see the face of my killer, Mr. Sands.’
I slowly walked over and switched on a small light. Peterson Sr. looked startled as he apparently had no idea who I was.
‘So Sands farms out his work now, what a fucking gutless bastard. Well get on with it I haven’t got all night.’
He was still a feisty old bastard. I had a new level of respect for Peterson Sr. he had more backbone than his son ever had.
‘I’m not here to kill you old man.’
‘I know that voice! It’s the voice of a dead man. Easton it’s you isn’t it!’
I was then stunned as Peterson Sr.started to weep but they weren’t tears of pain. Upon closer examination they were tears of joy. I didn’t know what to say…this wasn’t the reception I had envisaged when I came to room 319. The weeping was short and sweet, so the old man still had pride…maybe he would pull through after all.
‘Easton I’m so glad to see you. I thought you were dead. We all thought you were dead. Someone finally beat the bastard!’
This was truly one for the record books, Peterson Sr. had never liked me for teaching his boy a lesson all those years ago but I was smart enough to realize that he saw me as a weapon to use against Sandman.
We talked long into the early morning, amazingly I had found another ally that would assist me if he lived long enough. I left the hospital with two important things. A key to a safety deposit box and a load of information.
A lot had changed since my ‘death’. I had much to think about but first needed sleep. I got back to the motel, texted Brian and went to bed. I awoke at 11am, had a shower, put on some fresh clothes and grabbed something to eat. I was fully functioning by 12:30pm. With that done I placed a call to the hospital and spoke with Peterson Sr.. He confirmed that it was cleared with his bank for Justin Green to be given access to safe deposit box 112.
Before going to the bank I ducked into a barber shop and had my head shaved and my beard completely removed, I wasn’t hiding anymore. Even with all my hair gone you would have to look twice to recognize me. I was a lot thinner in the face and my body was muscular and toned. I got to the bank around 2pm showed my identification and was given the V
IP treatment. After inserting the key to box 112, I was then given a private booth and the requested bag to take what I needed. As promised inside was a large, thick envelope and a good amount of money. I completely cleaned out the box and bagged it. With that finished I headed back to the motel.
Having brought a takeaway dinner I sat back to think before reading the important report. The discussion with Peterson Sr. was very enlightening. It seems since my ‘death’ things went forward very quickly for Greg Sands. As I had gathered from the internet my death started a whole chain of events. With Doug and me out of the way, The General became the major target. After my phone call to Kelly that night she ran. That is she ran straight into the arms of her lover Sandman.
Rumour had it she was telling people that I had abandoned her when I died. Sandman and Kelly were overjoyed that I had weakly surrendered my life. With me out of the way they could finally be together although Sandman wasn’t too happy that he couldn’t get his pound of flesh from me. That just left the problem of General Bates.
Peterson Sr had assured me that the report in the safe deposit box would answer all my questions. Peterson Sr was grieved and in a rage about his son’s death but even with all his money and power he couldn’t get to Sandman. He decided to have Sandman reinvestigated and Kelly Bates closely looked at as well (she had dropped the Easton name very quickly) and unlike last time he spared no expense. His plan had been to use me as a weapon against them but I died.
Peterson Sr. was in the middle of organizing some very shady characters to take care of Sandman before he had a genuine heart attack. That was still the plan until I showed up. Then he wanted to help me because I wasn’t motivated by money but revenge or blood lust as he called it. He believed I could be successful. He had more confidence than I did but I wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth and send it away. I took the key and promised to keep him informed.
That left me sitting in front of a very large report so I started to read it. A lot of the early information was what I had read previously but this one had a bit more detail to it.
It actually made me look very foolish and showed how badly I was conned. Peterson Sr. must have paid a small fortune for this report. Greg Sands and Kelly Bates were instantly attracted to each other when they first saw each other all those years ago. General Bates and Sandman did hate each other as was earlier reported. What was incorrect in the previous report however was the fact that Kelly refused to marry Sandman until he had gained her father’s permission. They were in fact going to elope with Sandman leaving the Army to become a cop. Somehow General Bates got wind of the plan and had Sandman’s unit shipped to the Middle East. The rest was history with General Bates giving the unit every crappy operation to hopefully have the Taliban do what he wanted to do. Have Sandman killed.
The General found out Kelly was still waiting for Sandman and writing to him constantly declaring her undying love. General Bates made a very terse call to Kelly informing her that if she continued to write Sandman or even continue with this ‘marriage crap’, he would have Sandman shipped home in a body bag. Well Kelly freaked out and did what was probably the most unselfish act of her whole miserable life. She broke up with Sandman citing she had to obey her father’s wishes. Kelly knew her father would do whatever it took to ensure Sandman never became part of the Bates’ family.
Sandman was of course literally heartbroken. He saw a ray of hope with his upcoming R&R to use to fly back and woo Kelly back. The General knew what he would do so he sent all those brave men to their deaths to kill one man but Sandman survived and was a changed man forever.
After that fiasco the General was sent home where he resigned his commission. His last act was to ensure Sandman remained in the Middle East. Kelly never forgave her father and Sandman was mentally gone causing his primal rage from his mother’s death all those years ago to resurface. He took it out on his thought to be enemies. Killing them became his business and because of his training business was good.
My part was a pawn in the whole scheme. My loving wife was very close to her cousin and she knew all about me from Sandman. She came to the festival that weekend hoping to meet me and sweep me off my feet. She was very persuasive as that happened and we ended up married.
Looking back, she didn’t want it to go long term so she began denying me sex for long periods of time. She thought I would get upset enough to dump her but I didn’t. Kelly also firmly believed that Sandman would return to her as he would be jealous of his old friend Roger and reclaim her. I was simply viewed as a connection to Sandman which she needed to exploit.
When Sandman didn’t return she ended up enduring our marriage in hopes that one day Sandman would come back to visit me and they could then reconnect. Surprisingly, a lot of the information in the report came from the mouth of Susan Peterson. Kelly must have foolishly told her everything and it surfaced because Susan was pretty bitter about the way Doug died at the hands of Sandman
This report allowed me to piece together the true progress of all the events. It picks up when Sandman returned to civilian life. He had ‘dealt with his rage’ and wanted Kelly back and revenge on The General. I knew the rest. Just as Kelly thought he came back to see me and found Kelly. They found each other and started sleeping together and she got pregnant.
Kelly had left enough hints to make me believe that she was having an affair with Doug Peterson so that I would either kill him or divorce her. I would then be out of the picture and they could become Man and Wife.
The plan got ambitious when I came to Sandman for help. He knew he could get rid of me easily one way or the other. So to keep me pacified Sandman doctored his report on Kelly to me then told me he would get Doug Peterson on drug charges. After that Sandman planned go to Peterson Sr to make him his ally by getting his son off the charges and proceed to use him to destroy General Bates.
The plan all went to shit when Kelly told me she was pregnant as no one knew I was sterile. That proved that Kelly was cheating on me and I knew it had to be Sandman because the report on Doug was bogus. I decided I wanted some quick revenge for his lies and her cheating. I figured he was just getting Doug set up to force my actions, so I went to Doug to spite Sandman. Of course at the time I didn’t see how key an element Doug was in Kelly and Sandman’s plan to get rid of me.
When Doug disappeared, Sandman was furious and went off to find him. He tracked Doug down, tortured him and found out I was the one who had wrecked his plans on getting The General. He went ballistic and sent the video package which in hindsight was a stupid thing to do even though it didn’t directly identify him. He was using psychological warfare in an effort to tip me over into the same idiotic rage he was in so I would do something stupid that he could take advantage of to get rid of me.
Complicating matters, I had unwittingly tipped off Sandman that I had left the city when I foolishly called Kelly to warn her. She in turn told Sandman and he started breaking doors down to find me. Only my quick thinking and Brian’s help saved my life and that of my family. When I drunkenly ‘committed suicide’ they were overjoyed and I became a non-issue…so he went on to get the General.
It looks as if Kelly and Sandman were informed of people asking questions about them. They deduced that Susan had blabbed. She was dead as soon as she opened her mouth but didn’t realize that. She thought she could hide behind her money. They saw the opportunity to get rid of Susan and the General without raising any suspicion.
If Kelly’s mother, aunt
and uncle had to die well so be it. I couldn’t figure out who was more cold blooded between Kelly and Sandman. Susan went for a night out on the town and when she got home Sandman was waiting and broke her neck. He of course made it look like a drunken falling down the steps accident.
With her funeral then planned, it was a matter of simply tampering with the General’s car for a long ride down that steep hill to the funeral home and the Bates’ were all dead. Kelly was the lone survivor and inherited millions plus all the political connections. In one swift blow Sandman had destroyed all his enemies save Peterson Sr.
After a short so called ‘mourning period’ they then wed and became Mr. and Mrs. Sands. The only thing that went wrong is that Kelly miscarried and lost the baby. Maybe they thought it could have been mine and did away with it in some way.
I have no doubt Sandman’s next move was to get rid of Peterson Sr. but his heart attack probably caused a minor celebration as Peterson Sr. could die of natural causes. Leaving both these twisted freaks free and in the clear.
I reflected on all this and went to bed. I lay there thinking. I could just walk away and be done with it. I then thought of my Mom, Dad and Sister who knows if he got bored he might just wipe out the rest of the Easton family as well. No…as my daddy told me, when you’ve got a diseased dog the most humane thing to do is to put him down.
I awoke the next morning wondering if this was going to be my final day on earth. I steadied myself and had a shower. I phoned Brian and updated him on the situation, I told him my plan I was simply going to ambush him at the Bates ‘White House’ as they had wasted no time in moving straight in once Kelly’s uncle and aunt were dead. Sandman had taken a leave of absence from the Police Force. So he would be there. I thanked Brian again for everything he had done for me, he promised to look after my family including my dog(s) if I was unsuccessful.
I rested and contemplated for the remainder of the day. Once it was dark I changed into my black clothes, checked my weapon for the 20th time and left the motel. As I drove through town, I thought of all the good times I had with Sandman and couldn’t believe it had come to this.
I parked my vehicle far away from the Bates House and grabbed my gear from the truck including my weapon. I knew the mansion inside and out thanks to me previously dating Susan in high school. It was a 5 minute run to the mansion and I made it in good time. I set myself up on the outer perimeter of the house and waited. I had some night vision equipment and put it to good use, I saw movement and sure enough it was Kelly and it looked like she was going out.
I watched as her BMW quickly left the house and made its way towards town. I waited 5 minutes to make sure she hadn’t had to come back for anything and I then quietly made my way towards the house. I peeked through a window and saw Sandman walking through the dining room towards the kitchen. He then returned to the dining room with a glass of wine.
I knew the garage was open so I snuck in. The interconnecting door was open so I crawled slowly towards the door and peeked around. The kitchen was empty but I could hear music playing and so on hands and knees I crawled into the kitchen. I quietly made my way to the end of the kitchen and peeked around the kitchen counter. I was looking into the large dining room and there was Sandman sitting at the table. His back turned while reading over some papers. I wasn’t going to be a hero about this. If I had to shoot him in the back to kill him so be it. I moved back…mentally braced myself then everything went slow motion. I raised myself from the floor and aimed the gun where Sandman should have been.
Sandman must have sensed something because as I was raising my weapon he hit the floor and my first bullet hit an empty space. Sandman returned fire and hit me in the left shoulder knocking me back…fuck it hurt. Stupid I thought to myself. He was a cop so even if he was on leave he was carrying a weapon.
Cathalina
- 15.04.2021
- 26
- 0
Neve and the Sandman
- 3 years ago
- 16
- 0
Star City Stories Enter Sandman
- 1 year ago
- 15
- 0
