140. Preaching to Crime
140. Preaching to Crime
Ophelia POV
I stood at the pulpit in the front of the cathedral. It was as if I was now one of the priests. I was amused with my own showmanship. I had grabbed some clothes and changed back at EJ’s fashion institution. EJ helped with that, seeing as I wanted a feminine aesthetic that was beyond intimidating. I stood there with the alter covered in bombs, the gangs began filling in and when no more entered the sanctuary I finally spoke the space making my voice Echo. “Today someone is going to betray us.”
That seemed to make them all silence. “I know some of you have trusted Murphy Christenson, even thought he would rid you of Fox Valentine and his regulations he has put on all of you.” Someone from the pews of gangs yelled but I didn’t see who it was. “Bitch why are you even speaking.” I raised one of my eyebrows and pulled out a small vial and held it up. “This is airborne anthrax. You will all listen while I speak and you will hear me out and come to heel or I will open this vial and kill us all, if you leave here and disobey my orders I will make sure everyone of your families dies of Anthrax and just so you all know I am a chemist and will make sure everyone of you dies, who knows, if I release this the whole city will die myself included so fucking shut up and listen.”
I could see them gulping. The anthrax scare for the United States was real and Anthrax scared even the worst of the worst, and thanks to my terrorist contacts I had it in my hand. I could kill everyone if I wanted, including myself, but it was a threat, one I would never actually use. It was dangerous to even have it on my person, but desperate times called for desperate risks. I said loudly “If you think I won’t know I have nothing to lose, Fox Valentine is dead and despite my pregnancy, I am prepared to die along with him.”
I didn’t really want to tell everyone here I was pregnant, but I wasn’t sure if Murphy had told the gangs under him that I was. Justus had known so I was honest and said what I did. I continued to speak. “Now, on the alter are bombs. All of you have police stations in your area. You all will place the bombs in those stations and once you are out you they will blow up for me. The Valentine family has always had the police in the palm of their hands. The Valentine’s have protected you, to an extent, allowing the leaders of your gangs to remain out of prison. But, thanks to Murphy you no longer have that protection. So, to get them back in hand every station in the city and the border of the city needs to be rebuilt.”
I went on “I am prepared for each and every one of your gangs to have a say in who is in in your police stations. Fox and I will have final say in this but you all will be a part of that decision process. I will also call a meeting every month where you all can talk about how you want your regulations that the Valentine family imposes on you. As for those who turned on the Valentines you are absolved of your crimes, but betray the family again and I will personally tear you apart, and not just you but every single member of your family, and I don’t give a shit if it is your children as well.”
I hated to say this, but these men and woman only understood violence and I would become the mother of fucking blood if I had to be. I would not risk my own family for them and if that meant elimination so be it. I spoke again “Now you may ask what am I going to do? Well, I am going after the fucking motherload, the FBI. I am going to destroy them and Murphy in one go, I killed both of his sons, I was the one, and me alone who destroyed the port and the fucking building I was to be brought to. I did that and I did it fucking alone. You may think Fox is the worst, but you are surly mistaken. I am savage and demented and wrathful, and I will exact that if I am crossed again.”
I paused to catch my breath, fucking hell I was tired. Babies were work, while they grew. “Now, I do not know how you will decide to bomb the police, but you will. All these things have a timer and as of right now.” I looked at my creations and saw there was three hours and 15 minuets on them. “You have 3 hours and 15 minutes before they explode so you need to move fast. “You will not be implicated in this, I have a terrorist group in my hand, and they were more than happy to take credit for this insurgence so do not worry about the investigation that will follow the bombing.”
They all looked at me as if they were impressed and also a bit scared. “So does everyone agree to do this?” There was nodding and people saying yes. “You have my number since I called you, you will text me when it is done. I want confirmation on all of it once the bombs go off, so I will have you all texting me with confirmation at the same time and I will check to make sure you have held up your end of this or, again I reiterate, I will destroy you and your families. Now each gang leader come get your bomb and fucking do your job.” The people began to move and took the pile of bombs I made on the alter and began to file out.
I waited until everyone left the church and rested my head on the podium. I had done that the best I could. I finally walked out to see Caden and EJ leaning against the car they drove here together. They looked impressed. “What now Ophelia?” Caden asked. I looked at them with a scowl. “Well, you two, will go home and I will see you back here for the wedding tomorrow.” Then I got in my truck leaving them there in shock.