Plastic Gods, A Rich Coleman Novel Vol 2

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  Matt was having trouble sleeping in his cell. He was worried and had trouble falling asleep. When he did fall into a shallow slumber, nightmares would soon wake him. He didn't hear the guard walk up to his cell.

  "Mr. Coleman, you've got a visitor," the guard whispered.

  Matt jumped and sat up quickly. Fear swept over him.

  "Huh? What is it? What’s happened?" he said.

  "Get dressed. There is someone here to see you."

  "It's the middle of the night."

  "I know, but it's important."

  "What is it?"

  "I don't know. Just come on."

  Matt put on his pants, grabbed a shirt, and followed the guard. When he entered the visitor's room he saw Bruce with a solemn look on his face. He sat down and looked him in the eye.

  "What happened?"

  "I don't know how to tell you this, Matt."

  "What? Is Lynn okay? Tell me Lynn is okay!"

  "I'm sorry, Matt. Lynn and Lori are missing.”

  "Noooo!” Matt cried as he grabbed the bars and tried to rip them from their mountings. "Those bastards! They’ve killed her."

  "I'm so sorry, Matt. Maybe they’ll turn up."

  "Those sleazy assholes are going to pay! Oh God! Believe me they'll wish they never heard the name Matt Coleman."

  "But Matt, you don't even know who they are."

  "I'll find every last one of the little suckers. I don't care what it takes and I'll make them bleed. Believe me they're going to pay! Goddamn them!"