Foreword by Stan Lerner: “The Guardian” in its entirety is posted at the end of each installment. So, if you’re new to the series just scroll down to the beginning and enjoy some storytelling.
The police, led by plain clothed Detective Fry, storm the room just as the dark figure brings the metal baton down on the skull of the last of Dr. Vincent’s men—the shoulders of his white lab coat turn red from the bludgeoning.
“Freeze!” screams the detective, followed by a chorus of the same. The officers, twenty plus, encircle the murderer. “Drop the baton!” insists Detective Fry. “And put your hands up.”
The hands go up slowly, there’s a strange calm confidence in the motion, which is really more of a gesture. The baton is allowed to slip from his hands—with some light flash smoke pellets. And as all reaches the floor the room erupts into fire and smoke. A dart with a wire attached shoots from the raised prosthetic arm and races toward the ceiling.
Fry peers through the smoke, and although it is surreal, he is confident that he is seeing whatever it is fly upwards toward the glass dome. “He’s on the roof!”
The police burst onto the roof with a violence matched by the raging storm. There is no command to fire but they do, and a hail of tracer bullets advances before them as they run in pursuit into the rainy night.
Standing at the edge of the building, the dark figure lets them get close enough, so they can see him toss down a business card. To the amazement of the police, the thing that they have just witnessed commit a brutal murder jumps. Continue reading THE GUARDIAN PART 3
