COLD REVENGE'S
Part 12's. Just Need You Come Back Home.
In the next few days I was busy fulfilling all the information that lawyer Hans Dench's wife wanted.
Everything she gave Carol, besides the assets of the house and the car a year ago. I paid a hacker in the FBI and he helped hack Carol's personal social media and found interesting photos there.
Don't forget I'm a friend, of course I could say I have access to his social media.
Auntie's calling me now.
"Darling how you were there."
"I'm good Auntie, how are Uncle and Aunt."
"We're good. Thanksgivings in a minute. Don't forget to go back home." Every year since I went to college and worked away from home he always reminded me to come back.
"Auntie, I'll see things go, I'm investigating Dench Papa's cheap traitor friend. I have a friend who can support me now to make trouble with them." Auntie's sitting across there.
"Emma, you've got a good job, a good career, why don't you just forget all that. What do you have to fight people like that. You know as well as Auntie thinks, what your father said is right, we have nothing to fight them with." The same thing Dad said. I thought Dad wrote a letter to Aunt to prevent me from taking revenge and endangering myself but I can't hold this revenge. I have to finish this.
No word of retreat, fifteen years I've been working on this where maybe I let go.
"What if you end up like your father."
"I'd rather die fighting than die giving up Auntie. It's free that Auntie forbade me, I told Auntie I'd sue them. After all the people who are against them are a country. Not someone who is easily subverted. They have Aunt's drug business."
Aunt ran out of words forbid me again now.
He still doesn't answer me. I know he's worried about me. Sometimes it makes me less strong against him, I know he thinks I'm probably more of his nephew sometimes.
"Auntie, you're mad at me. I'll succeed Auntie, give me confidence."
"Emmm... You know what your father's message is, Aunty can't bear the guilt if anything happens to you. Your father wants you to live in peace, let's say we're your family Emma, your father and mother's successor. Why are you chasing dangerous things... What if..." He's not talking anymore he's sobbing on the phone. I can't calm him down anymore.
"Auntie, I swear to you, I will not die in vain. You have to be sure of that. I don't want to make anyone sad either. All right, I'm going home okay...I'm trying to get back to New Jersey. I'm going home, you don't cry like this. What do you want to bring... Want new cookware I bring okay, I see there is a new series in your favorite brand. I'll buy you okay." My eyes are hot, as long as he talks like this I can't hear him.
"You think you can bribe me with a sneaky nephew's basic cookware. I just want you to come home every Thanksgiving and Christmas, bring me a grandson. You don't think I can buy a pot." She scolded me but shriveled with her cries. I'm laughing a little.
"The one who bought you the pot and the cutlery was just me Auntie. You smile a lot every year opening my presents. I'm home okay ..don't worry."
"You have to go home every year. Until I die you have to go home, niece is troublesome. I never asked for anything but you to come home every Thanksgivings and Christmas." He's still scolding me.
"Yes I'm sorry, I'm going home, I'm definitely going home my dear aunt."
Sometimes I think I might have to be grateful for Auntie, if I don't know what happened to me. I owe it to her and her husband who provided a second family for me.
Autumn air begins to cool in this hot LA, but in New Jersey it is already much colder. But long ago the cold of New Jersey never extinguished the coals in my heart.
But for Aunt's sake I promise to always go back there, a cool shade that keeps me from burning my own grudges. I must go home, live, and not die in vain ...