Sir Harold gazed, open-mouthed at the threatening figure who stepped forward from the french windows."Who are you?" he demanded.
"I am the Green Man," came the threatening reply. "The punishment of the wicked and the doom of evildoers. And I do not need to ask who you are, Sir Harold Rait, alias the Leech. You have bled good men, brought them to the end of themselves. This house, your wealth, all are stained with the blood of others."
"And you can cleanse it?" the businessman scoffed. "How?"
"By your blood." The Green Man was unyielding. "Even today, after you were warned, you tried to blackmail a girl you lusted after.
"You wouldn't kill me with her as a witness, though," Sir Harold smiled unpleasantly."Actually," Lady Sylvia pointed out, "he would. You see, I work for him. I happen to be his agent."
Sir Harold Rait turned white. Lady Sylvia had to laugh at his discomfort.
"But enough," the Green Man raised his gun. "Your sins have found you out, Sir Harold. And when the Police find you, they will find your safe burned out. And they will know that the Green Man has visited vengeance upon you."
The gun spoke only once. But that was enough, Sir Harold slumped to the floor, a neat bullet hole in his chest.
4 comments:
I thought that the Green Man was the TERROR of the wicked.
I'm confused.
Slip-up with the script. My fault, I'm afraid.
Don't blame yourself Ms Madison. What is to stop a masked crime-fighter like the Green Man from being both the TERROR and the PUNISHEMENT of the wicked. He's certainly versatile enough to be both.
But then again, I'm a fan, so I'm not the most unbiased commentator here at the site, although I seem to be the only commentator at this site.
On occasion. Sometimes the Girl in Grey comments. I'm trying to block her, but can't...
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