Warren looked up as they entered his house.
(It wasn’t really home. No one was here with him. Sometimes, when Terrence was home, it was home. But as soon as his eldest left the building it went back to just being a house.)
Some of the thugs were obviously dressed up in the colors of one of the more violent gangs that lived in their city, but Warren knew that they weren’t members of the gang in question. For one thing the Nautilus Gang were a lot louder when they were attacking someone. They weren’t afraid of what they cops would do to them, oh now. They relished going up face-to-face with the cops.
This group had entered his home silently, taking care to disable his complex warning system. Something that could only be done after careful study. Again, not something the Nautilus Gang would bother with, especially for a middle-aged man who was separated from his wife.
“I think you know why we’re here.”
Warren didn’t dignify that with a response. He was only glad that he’d hidden the disk with all of its information in a spot that they would never look for. It was likely that his son wouldn’t find it soon either, but he knew that his wife would.
(She was aware of what he was doing, was aware and supportive about it, even though they were publicly separated and ostensibly going through the beginning of a divorce. Mary knew what he had found and how to find it.)
“You won’t get away with this,” Warren finally said after an hour of them searching for it and taking their frustrations out on him when he wouldn’t ‘help’.
“I believe we already have, Mr. Ginnis.” came the arched reply.
Warren closed his eyes for the last time and thought of his family. He hoped that all of his work would keep them safe.
(“This won’t be forever, Mary. I’ll be home as soon as this is taken care of.”
“How long will that be, Warren? What about the boys?”
“It will work out. I promise.”)
‘I love you Mary, Terrence and Matt. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to keep my promise.’
“Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word,” he said.– Walter de la Mare, The Listeners
Written for yesterday’s Light and Shade Challenge prompt: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-30.html