Family Business

Cold Call

Thursday May 30th Lake Mohawk, Sparta, New Jersey, 1.30am
Henry walked to the edge of the drive way and checked the street up and down, apart from a wondering Tom Cat, the street was silent.

He makes his way to the open garage and as quietly as possible drives out the 2013 black Dodge charger. It's powerful v8 engine purrs as he slowly steps on the accelerator. He loves the car, he wants to hit the accelerator and let it open up to its top speed but he can't bring attention to himself, 'I might get one of these!', he says to himself.

Henry never understood his sisters pure hatred for Prudence, he tried to talk her out of it but that proved fruitless. He didn't hate Prudence, but he certainly envied her wealth and that of her family. After leaving high school, he done a welding apprenticeship, spent two years at it, got bored and joined the marines. After nine years of that, he had enough and left at the age of twenty-eight. He returned home , hired out a garage space and started repairing and selling commercial vehicles. That's where he met Rickie, they became friends. Then Rickie met Gretchen, the rest is now history. He wondered why Rickie stayed with Gretchen, she could be fiery, maybe he liked that or was afraid of her.

He pulls into an open baron patch of land with a small white wooden house all boarded up with a rusty Massey Ferguson let rot. On the passenger seat is a laptop, he opens it up, then examines his phone and follows instructions. He opens up the wireless feature and hacks into the adjoining Mohawk Motel WIFI.

He enters the address of the secure encrypted VPN. He opens up the dark web and enters his log on details into a secure SMS Service. He types in the cell number of Prudence's sister Rosamund and types in "Go see your email".

He opens up a clone email browser and types in the email address of some innocent victim and password.
He opens up a blank email, attaches the photos and videos of Prudence tied up.

He Restarts the engine. His next destination an eight mile journey to an abandoned gasoline station with an active pay phone.