The chronological order of my stories is as follows:
Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, Case of the Black Badge series.
A Case of Revenge, Ch. 1-2
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This story contains graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial or racist language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above.
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Part 6 - Revelations Of The Past
"Ah Michael, Eleanor, please... come in!" encouraged Henry R. Wargrave as the Burkes entered his private office next to his home. "Can my wife get you anything? Coffee? Tea?"
"Just water, thank you." said Eleanor Burke, very much in charge. It was May 10th, a beautiful Spring day outside.
"I have some in here already, Lilly." said Wargrave to his slender, pretty wife. "Thank you." Lilly took the hint and left to return to the main house.
Wargrave had the Burkes sit in chairs placed in front of his desk, then walked behind the desk and sat down in his chair. "I asked you to come by today," he said, "because my report on your son Jack Burke is finally complete." He held up a bound folder of medium thickness.
Seeing the light in their eyes, especially Eleanor's, Wargrave said, "I must tell you, it was extremely difficult to get a lot of this information. Your son went off the grid for long periods, and he hid himself very, very well. But I do think we have most of the answers that you seek."
"That girl Ivy?" Michael Burke asked.
Wargrave said "She was especially hard to find. She was taken into Witness Protection, which in and of itself says a lot. But I want to encourage you both to look seriously at this report. You may find that this girl Ivy is not the problem nor the reason for your son's life of torment that you think she was."
Wargrave was gently trying to steer the Burkes into a certain line of thinking. He was using them, very subtly guiding their actions as he had done to many others over a lifetime of working to get his way on whatever he wanted to have his way upon. He stood up and handed Mrs. Burke the report.
"Feel free to call me with any questions." Wargrave said, experimenting with a dismissal.
"Henry, I cannot thank you enough for this." said Eleanor Burke, trying to keep her hands from shaking as she held the report.
"Believe me, Mrs. Burke, the pleasure is all mine." Wargrave said. "All mine."
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"Honey, is everything okay?" Michael asked his wife. She was at her desk, reading the report word-by-word; it was her second read-through. It was late at night, and Michael was ready to go to bed. He had not liked the look on Eleanor's face as he watched her read the report. Her face had barely changed, but the light in her eyes seemed to turn a strange color. Maybe it was just his imagination.
"No, Michael, everything is not all right, and after you read this, you'll see why." Eleanor Burke said. "Read it. Every word. Before you go to bed."
The report was brutally straightforward and did not attempt to sugarcoat the truth. It began with Jack Burke's college career. As a Freshman, he seduced several female teachers and professors on the campus, which got one of them fired after other students complained she'd given him an 'A' in her English class though he did no work nor took tests. Those students that complained were then found savagely beaten nearly to death, though none could identify Jack as their attacker.
Jack Burke also was part of a secret fraternity composed of well-endowed men. He partied and hung out with the other young men of the fraternity, indulging in orgies and sex parties several times a week. He was getting a tremendous amount of pussy, fucking the University's most beautiful co-eds and having them come back begging him for more of his huge penis. He was arrested a couple of times for disorderly conduct, one of those times being a plea-deal down from a situation where he was groping a man's wife and then savagely beat the husband in front of the wife when the husband confronted him. Witnesses reported that the woman was laughing at and taunting her husband during the incident.
Then the report got worse: there had been a series of rapes in a 20-mile area surrounding Burke's University town, nearly always of a wife/girlfriend raped in front of her husband/boyfriend, who was forced to watch and was taunted during the ordeal. There were always two men involved in the rapes, with one man meeting the same general description being described as the leader, while the descriptions of the second man were constantly changing, suggesting to the police that one man was recruiting different helpers for different rape excursions. In addition, the testimony of the raped women and the husbands or boyfriends forced to watch had another peculiarity, which potentially related to Jack Burke: the leader rapist had an exceptionally large penis.
During his Senior year, Jack Burke had been seen dating an older woman with glasses, brown hair, a lovely hourglass figure, and really hot legs. This woman may have had drug distribution connections, but she apparently did not attempt to drag Jack into those rackets, and the authorities never determined her name. But after dating this woman for a couple of months, Jack then began living in his dorm room more frequently again. The name of Jack's roommate brought a shock to Eleanor and Michael Burke: it was the same man who was now a young Lieutenant in the Town & County Police Force, whose nickname was the 'Iron Crowbar'.
"Oh my god." Michael Burke said to his wife, who was still awake and watching him read. "I don't remember Jack ever mentioning his roommate's name, but it is the same man who is Todd's uncle..."
"Yes, Michael." said Eleanor, her eyes burning. "Don knew all along, even when you'd asked him to look into it. He knew, Michael! Keep reading."
The report continued that Jack Burke had begun dating a beautiful young woman with black hair, and that he was totally smitten with her. He'd even asked her to marry him, according to the statements of several of Jack's well-hung friends on the campus, and they had sex at least twice a day, every day. Jack's friends wondered if that woman would calm Jack down, or if he'd corrupt her with drugs as he had other women, though he himself never did any drugs beyond marijuana.
As it turned out, neither happened: it was right at that time that a woman Jack had partied with and fucked several times, the woman named Ivy, apparently slept with him and then went to the police, claiming Jack had raped her. Because Jack had been a suspect in the rape cases before, the police believed her story and quickly went to work. Forensic evidence was quickly and easily obtained with a rape kit at the University's Infirmary. The Campus Police there obtained a warrant for Jack's arrest, but it was the town's police that arrested Jack at an off-campus apartment.
Then the story took a turn. The girl Ivy had been working with a professor in the Psychology Department. The professor, who was also the wife of a high-level Army officer who would become a general officer, went to the Police Station and had a conversation with Burke, threatening him and demanding he leave town, and that he never again attempt to contact the woman he'd asked to marry him. Burke did leave town, not speaking to the young woman, who went on to marry Burke's college roommate. The girl Ivy withdrew the charges, and the case against Burke collapsed and was not pursued further.
At this point, following Jack's story got much harder, according to the report. The professor apparently had used contacts of her Army husband to keep tabs on Jack, saying he'd possibly been recruited as a spy for a foreign government. The FBI watched him for a couple of years before considering him to be harmless and dropping him from their 'active' lists of possible spies.
According to FBI surveillance, Jack had made appearances at parties thrown by friends and members of the secret fraternity he was a part of, but almost never around the town or campus of his school. There was one incident shortly after he'd been run out of school and town, however, where the older woman he'd been dating showed up at one of the parties and went with Jack to a back room, from which a vicious argument could be heard.
According to witnesses, the woman claimed that Jack had not done what he'd promised about something to do with his college roommate, and Jack said he'd done what he could. Then the woman began screaming and threatening to kill Jack. Neighbors had called the police about the noise from the party, and when they arrived, Jack had bolted through the window and into the woods behind the house, with the woman screaming after him that she'd find him. The witnesses interviewed for the report said that they never saw nor heard from Jack Burke again. Again, the FBI had not been able to identify the woman.
At this point, the professor that had chased Jack off was at another school, and was spending much of her time on a sabbatical to Europe, causing her to cease keeping tabs on Jack. Jack's story picked up again about two years later. He'd been working for a chemical company, analyzing samples for the research group. Some of the research disappeared from the lab, and Jack had disappeared at the same time. He had not used the name Jack Burke while employed there; fingerprint identification had proved his existence there. The police believed that Jack stole the research data, and the FBI attempted to revive their overwatch of him, but he'd slipped off the grid.
Some months later, Jack was believed to be living with a couple named Windham, or at least that was the husband's name. He lived with them for about a year, and people in the apartment complex readily remembered him as "Jack", saying that he was a nice enough guy but always seemed to be looking over his shoulder or scanning the any crowd or group he was a part of. Jack then disappeared completely, and Windham and his wife had no idea where Jack had gone off to. The FBI appeared in the town about two weeks later, asking about Jack, but the trail had gone cold. How the FBI had known to pursue Jack in that town in the first place was not known. As a side note, Windham was a professional photographer, and his wife went into the Police Academy shortly after Jack disappeared, and the couple divorced about eight months after Jack left.
Jack Burke was identified two years later, again by fingerprints, after working under an assumed name at another chemical plant. Though no research had disappeared, another company filed for a process patent just days before Jack's company filed a patent for the same process, and Jack was once again believed to have been involved in industrial espionage. The FBI again attempted to pick up his trail, but to no avail.
Jack Burke was believed to have been living with couples or women during the intervals where he was unable to be found. He possibly worked on oil rigs in Texas and Oklahoma. There was one police report in Texas where a man whose description matched Jack was shot at in a drive-by shooting while working on a oil drilling site. The man was unharmed. The police caught the shooters, and the report of one Officer Angela Harlan stated that they'd admitted being hired to shoot at the guy to scare him into paying a debt he owed, but would say nothing further about who had hired them... even when offered total immunity! When police went to talk to Jack a second time, he had disappeared from that job, that oil drilling site, and was not seen again in Texas.
