My kind of revenge (Chapter 1)

Living in a world immersed in crime and prejudice is extremely difficult and painful, especially if you are alone facing the monsters of this cruel and unfair life. You may find my words excessive or untrue, but they come from the depths of my heart. I was not always like this pessimistic, seeing only the dark parts of life. I used to be a person living in the clouds, believing that even thought life may not have given us everything we deserve or everything we needed, we could be still be happy with the little thing that we have. Like my mother used to say, "The quality of our life is not judged by the things we possess, but by the things we do and if our actions are not following the road of virtue then we will be punished, from others or ourselves.". For a very long time I believed that, but then "fate" struck. My younger sister was raped and murdered by some low lives rich thugs who think that because of their wealth they can act however they want. Now I acknowledge the true colors of this world, pitch black with no bright white areas.

My sister was found under a cliff, near the sea, by some hikers seven days after her disappearance, covered in her own blood and her clothes ripped apart. When I was escorted to the police station to identify her body I fell apart. I could not stand on my legs and I fell on the floor crying and weeping. Her face was unrecognizable, I could hardly believe this was my loving younger sister who I have been taken care of since she was little after our mother's death. She was raped, beaten to death by three men and then pushed from the edge of the cliff. Maybe they even intended for her body to be washed away by the sea so that it would not be found. As stated by the coroner, tree days she was down there alive chocking in her own blood, not been able to move due to the broken spine caused by the fall, unable to speak or call for help, just waiting for her slow death to come. If the police have heard me and searched for her from the first day of her disappearance maybe, just maybe they would have found her and maybe she would still be alive right now sitting next to me, sleeping quietly while I was caressing her. From the first night she did not come home I got worried and anxious. I went to the police to report it, begging them to go look for her, screaming at them that this was not like my sister, she would never be so late to return home, not without contacting me first. In vain I was trying to convince them, but they kept saying was that they had to wait 48 hours form her disappearance to go look for her since she was an adult. Maybe they know the laws and how criminals think but I know my sister, that's what I kept telling them but to no respond. Its their fault that she is now dead, her soulless, lifeless body laying on an autopsy table ready to be opened up so that they can find any slight of evidence of who her attackers were. As if it was not enough the first time she was tortured by those gutless scumbags. I waited for them to give me any kind of good news, to tell me that they have arrested the people who committed this unforgivable sin, but yet again my hopes were crushed. It seem that in this community if you have no money or power you are worthless to the police and you become on of those "cold cases", forgotten from everyone.

Since the police department shown no results through out this case I decided to take matters in my own hands. According to police records my sister was not the first victim of such a horrible act. Turns out multiples rapes have been committed over the year. Young girls found dead after been raped all over the town. Only one girl has managed to survive these attacks and is now at the hospital bed, in a medically induced coma, fighting for her life. That, however, is not something the police confided in me. After the lack of results from the police I decided to hack their servers and find what was really going on. I asked the police many times if they have found out something and they always said their were no evidences that could indicate who the attackers were, but that was not true. In a crime like that, were the attacker came in physical contact with the victim, there is always some kind of evidence. But if the police does not follow them is because there are some very powerful people hiding behind and in this town there is only one person who can control the police and that is Paul Hesmworn, a businessman who owns a large number of hotels and nightclubs in the area, like the one my sister was last seen. There are rumors surrounding the Hesmworn name from his early age. People say that his business is used for money laundering and many young girls who are under his care are repeatedly assaulted. For so long the police has done nothing to put Paul Hesmworn in prison and they never will either because they are paid by him or they are afraid of him. Some police we have. While they are supposed to protect the people of this town and uphold the peace, they take bribes from rich people to do their bidding and to evade justice or they chicken out and look the other way. If that was the criteria required to join the police force then just anyone would do.

Its been two years since my sister was brutally murdered and I have waited for a long enough. Since the police refuses to go after him I will find the evidence myself and bring him to justice for both my sister, Aylin and all the other young women who he has assaulted over the years. My revenge has only just begun.