Peanut King: Rising

By Zee Avery

This book spans generations of extremely horrible evil deeds culminating from one family. From the Grandpa to the Daddy to the son and ending with the grandson. As a result, the grandson pays the ultimate price for his familys sins. The grandson bears his familys curse. As a result, he is transformed into the hideous supernatural monster on Halloween night now known as the Peanut King.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781496937384

Zee Avery

Hobby angelfish Loves fishing. likes a good horror movie Just like everyone else loves a great movie with a great story line Wanting a different kind of monsterone that does not attack in dreamsor attack people at randomwith a different kind of agenda that is not a sociopath or child molester Born in the city of New Orleans, La Has a dog a very spoiled miniature dashound named Princess

Book preview

Chapter 1

The year 1929 is the beginning for the Bradley’s fortune to grow.

A black day in history of the United States and the peanut farmers in the State of Georgia too much product on the market plus the futures bottoming out did not help. Actually, this was the history of the American farmers at that time.

Jackson R Bradley was the family patriarch that started it all.

Rumor had it a long time ago… Jackson R Bradley…came by his money the wrong way…according the locals who knew him at the time… will tell you its all true…

Jackson R. Bradley was not a very good peanut farmer during World War 1. He was just barely eking out a living, like everyone else robbing Peter to pay Paul. Trying to avoid the draft, which he had successfully done so far. He had ill-gotten information of a train caring army payroll to the tune of five hundred thousand dollars $500,000.00 destined for several military bases would be passing through Black Hawk, Georgia.

The train was robbed and not one clue was found, not one piece of stray evidence was turned up nor a name of who could have robbed the train…the authorities were clueless…it was a very successful train robbery to say the least.

In small towns rumors abound of course, Black Hawk Georgia is no exception. Some folks swear they saw old man Jackson Bradley talking to himself out in his peanut fields, not too long after this happening. His crops sprang to life the peanut plants were actually greener and heartier than his neighbors fields and at harvest time he had the biggest yields around. Some individual actually believed he fertilized his fields with the money that was stole from the train…you could not convince some of his neighbors otherwise…and others thought he sold out to The Devil himself…

All the folks around at that time were expressing their opinions about Jackson R. Bradley managing to have a successful peanut crop.

This farming community begun to take notice, Jackson R. Bradley was actually gaining some headway it looked like he was making money and of course, his fellow farmers wanted to know how. It certainly did not look as though he had a leg up comparing nuts to bolts…although his crops looked like what everyone had. Surprisingly he was getting top dollar for his crops

Jackson R Bradley became the center of attention, his fellow farmers were going to him for advice … This man of average stature, and college educated man at that was handing out advice to anyone growing peanuts for a living.

Of course, Jackson R Bradley took it one-step further, he set up a feed and general merchandise store of his own, establishing a bank and lending money to any one that had a peanut farm…

Many farmers went to old man Jackson for help…looking for the same seed that old man Jackson had success with….

Some folks speculated old man Jackson helped some folks go broke giving them a different seed other that what he planted in his fields. Of course these farmers was led to believe they had the best seed around banking on a bumper crop for the following year however, to their dismay the crop they planned on from the seed that old man Jackson gave them actually under produced for the following harvest. This did not allow that farmer enough monies to live on or to pay the feed and seed bills let alone paying the loan back to the Jackson R Bradley farm bank. Those farmers gave up signed their farms over to Jackson R Bradley and moved on. Not to be on everyone’s radar. He carefully selected only one or two farms a year for his crafty take over.

This was working to well for Jackson R Bradley’s plan. Everyone that was making a living farming at that time did notice him.

The local farmers became very angry at what was happening to their world. Many farmers that came face to face with one of the Bradley family member’s or old man Jackson himself would spit on the very ground in front of them cursing them under their breath. None of these bad actions actually fazed any member of the Bradley clan.

At one time, they were like everyone else in the farming community; they were poor sharecroppers their dresses and shirts made out of flower and feed sacks and handmade overalls out of heavy blue jean material…

The only difference is old man Jackson Bradley was a college-educated sharecropper. Eventually moving on to his own farm not having to deal with sharing the money he eared farming…this made many of his fellow sharecroppers jealous at the time. Knowing this about his fellow sharecroppers. Taking advantage of the situation, knowing these farmers wanted to accomplishes what he was able to do; using that information persuaded the landowners into following his receipt for success. Forcing the sharecroppers off the farms and out of the Black Hawk community. With a greedy eye fixed on the amount of money, he could squeeze out of his fellow farmers…

Jackson R Bradley’s wealth was not growing fast enough… his greed became insatiable… he thought of another scheme to help his fellow farmers out of their money.

Those farmers that were smart enough not to solely depend on a peanut crop grew other crops as well… He held a special meeting of the local farmers, introduced them to investing in the stock market. Telling them this is how he was growing his wealth investing in stocks and watching his money grow. Now is the time for you all to plant your money and let your green thumb grow your money for you. Convincing the farmers to throw in most of the unused crop monies, investing into the Bradley fund. This was the name that Jackson R Bradley called his special investment portfolio.

Jackson R Bradley ran the bank…letting his brother and oldest son to run the store and the co-op. News traveled fast in and around Georgia the stock market is the way to grow your wealth…this was latest rage…making money the stock market way… Why everyone in the country was doing this from Maine to California this was the latest rage. Jackson R Bradley was only fleecing the peanut farmers in Georgia.

The Jackson R Bradley Investing Club seemed to be on the up and up. It all sounded too good to be true… and if anything sounds too good to be true then it needs a closer look…

This old scoundrel thought of everything, there were oil stocks, gold stocks, and all kinds of other stocks with most unusual sounding names. All used in duping his fellow farmers. Jackson R Bradley’s name was on every share of stock he sold and making it look real and once in a while a farmer would stop by the bank to check on his particular investment portfolio…the farmer wanted to see how the stock was growing…old man Jackson would lie and tell them what they wanted to hear…

Unbeknownst to Jackson R Bradley the stock market crashed. This played right into his hands…

One morning without his fine planning, he was looking over and admiring the amount of cash, he held in his secret vault. When he emerged from the back room of the bank. Watching people withdraw their money out of his bank. Shocked to see the lines at the two teller’s windows extending outside of his bank spilling on the sidewalk out in front of his bank…He asked what was going on and one old farmer told him the banks are busted the stock market just crashed. We all come to take our money out of the bank.

Jackson R Bradley not wanting to sound alarmed got everyone’s attention quickly. He told the people let him check on it…he convinced some of the folks to go home assuring them, their money would be safe.

Not wanting to sound alarmed he walked to his private office made a phone call to New York got the shock of his life when he found out the Stock Market did crash. Many of the people involved with the Stock Market committed suicide. However, this did not alarm him; he never put one dime of his own or the banks money in the stock market. A few days before that he withdrew all of the money from other banks, he had done business with earlier in the year…

He walked out of his office…closed both of the tellers windows paying off his two employees sending them home until further notice. This angered the banks customers refusing to leave the bank wanting to withdraw their money… He personally tended the teller’s cage himself doling out the rest of the money that was in the front safe to the customers until that money was gone. The local sheriff had to come to Jackson’s aid, helping him push the remaining angry bank customers left holding the bag out to the street so he could lock the door to the public.

Old man Jackson and the sheriff walked out of the back door of the bank, thanking the sheriff for his help. Tomorrow is another day it is time to visit to the farmers that owed him money if they could not pay up then he would foreclose on them. This was exactly what happened within the next few months…he took his time…foreclosing on the ones that owed him money that could not pay.

As one old storyteller told it … The old boy set off to the fields with a satchel full of foreclosure notices with a spring in his step, whistled a merry tune as he climbed in to his model (T) car… he drove off to lay claim his new found property… He did not care if he lost money at his general store or the feed and seed store in the days ahead, what he had just gained, life could not have been sweeter.

This man had set out to rob his fellow neighbor and with the help of the stock market crashing, this could not have played out any better, if he planned it himself. He finally got what he wanted owing half of the land around the county and the town of Black Hawk, Georgia…

Jason Patterson a local Newspaper man looking for local color in the old folks that built the state of Georgia, was writing a series of articles in his newspaper about many old timers in different counties, he happened to stumble on an under lying story of Jackson R Bradley who recently passed away …

There was so many stories about Jackson R. Bradley he decided to write a series of articles on Jackson R Bradley’s life on how he became a successful peanut farmer… according to the newspaperman… This man was larger than life. The newspaperman wanted the whole story…

The more Jason delved into the back-story of Jackson Bradley. He became intrigued of what kind of an old scoundrel this Jackson Bradley really was…one of the old timers told Jason, he remembered his older brother telling him… Jackson R Bradley had a secret safe in the old bank and in that safe was five hundred thousand dollars $500,000.00 in gold if not more and most of that money came from a train robbery that took place over near Augusta during WW1. The old farmer said his older brother was a sidekick of old Jackson Bradley and he was with him when they robbed that train. His older brother never got his share of the money. His older brother would get drunk and whine about how Jackson R Bradley owed him money from the train they robbed together… so one day his brother could not stand it any longer and went to get his share of the money from Jackson R Bradley. However, his brother vanished. The old man told the reporter his older brother was thief and liar. "Who knows what really happened, ‘this was the old mans’ words to the reporter… Nothing ever came of this knowledge. He thought Jackson R Bradley might have killed his brother leave it to God he knows the truth…

This reporter also discovered the Bradley family values were horrible. The more he delved into this portion of the Bradley lives the worse it became, having a gut feeling something more was to come out of this den of iniquity unsure what he wanted to do with this story.

He discovered a person of interest thought to have put a curse on the entire Bradley clan past, present and future. Rumor had it this woman dabbled in the black arts. From what he learned, this woman lived somewhere in the swamps of Georgia. Having a serious axe to grind, vowed to get even with the Bradley’s if it was the last thing she would ever do on the face of the earth. Having no facts to back up that part of the story seeming to be more fiction than fact he decided to sit on this entire story. Not wanting to be responsible for retaliation against the Bradley family.

Learning The Bradley family made too many enemies of too many farmers over the years… Many farmers lost their money and their lands to the Bradley King Pin of Black Hawk, Georgia. These people swore they would personally see to it the Bradley’s would get their pay back…naturally the question is when…Like so many other King Pins, they rule their families with an iron fist and Jackson R Bradley was no exception to the rule… the more money he held on to the worse he became.

When Jackson R Bradley died he left behind several thousand acres peanut farmland, a very healthy bank and his kids well off. The feed store, the grocery store, the bank, the co-op owned and operated by his oldest grandson Jacob Bradley Sr.

The reins of the estate is now in the hands of Jacob Sr. (Jake). His brothers are in charge of the stores and the co-ops with one exception the Federal Government keeps a very close eye on the family owned bank…

Chapter 2

Time marches on and things keep on, keeping on in the small sleepy southern community of Black Hawk Georgia.

Jake Bradley Jr direct descendent of the notorious Jackson R. Bradley of Black Hawk, Georgia is attending the 4th grade at Black Hawk Elementary School…rumors are abounding about issues surrounding teachers behavior toward some of the students at school.

The local school board forced to make changes to the elementary school by installing wireless intercoms, phone for emergency calls and computer ports for students to recharge their laptop computers.

Freddy Paint… a substitute teacher-computer nerd is working odd jobs around the county to make ends meet, until he gets a full time teaching job at Black Hawk, Elementary School. Today he is tweaking the computer register at the local feed and seed store…He is sitting on the loading dock eating his meager lunch when a man walks up to post a help wanted sign on the bulletin board… He is in no shape to turn down work when it comes available…He gets up from where he is sitting…walks up to read the notice the man posted…surprise to see the local school board is looking for someone familiar with installing computer equipment in the elementary school. He quickly pulls the notice from the bulletin board, stuffs the notice in his pocket…Walks up the stairs to Jake Bradley’s office to get is paycheck for the work he has done around the store.

Jake Bradley Sr. looks up from reading the papers on his desk…asks Freddy…man are you finished working on the computers…

Freddy…yes sir…let me show you how everything works…the monitors are over there so you can keep an eye on the employees at the register and around your store…I have to be going I need to get this job at the school installing computer equipment.

Jake Sr…here is your check…tell them to call me if you need a recommendation…

Freddy…yes sir…he quickly walks down the stairs…hurries over to the school board office…

The Secretary tells him to sign in…she reads his name on the sign in sheet… asks…Freddy Paint are you applying for the computer job.

Freddy…yes mam…I am a substitute teacher at Black Hawk elementary but there is not enough work for me there. I have to pick up work where I can.

The Secretary…Mr. Gordy Peat will be with you shortly…You are the first person to apply for that job. It has been over a month we have been looking for someone to do the work.

The Superintendent, Gordy Peat walks out of his office ready to walk down the street for lunch…

The Secretary …Mr. Gordy…this man needs to talk to about the computer install job…

Mr. Gordy…annoyed…tells Mindy you tell him to come back after while…

The Secretary…No dear! I will not let you be rude…this man is here and you will talk to him.

Mr. Gordy…looks at Freddy…sighs come on in…I am tired of getting complaints from that grade school…I hope you know what you are doing…by the way the secretary is my wife.

Freddy… good to know…I am a teacher certified for grades 1-6 prefer to teach 4th grade…also certified to teach the computer sciences. I am trying to start a class to teach the average person around here how to use their home computers.

Mr. Gordy… Parents are complaining about some of the teachers mistreating some of the students but I cannot get a handle on what is going on. While you are working putting in the equipment, I need you to be my eyes and ears. The job pays one thousand dollars a month until you are finished…the work is after school and on the weekends…tell the lunch room ladies to save you a tray for supper…you can start today after school…take these plans. The principal will show you where the material is stored…if you need more equipment charge it at Atlanta Electronics.

Freddy… starts out back of the building anchoring the outside boxes running the wires in to the attic to carry throughout the building. While he is working in one of the classroom dropping wires down from the ceiling, he hears such a commotion. He hurries down the ladder to find a young boy running down the hall screaming for his life. He ducks into a small alcove watches the man teacher walk out in the hallway with a thick leather belt in his hand. The man yells at the little boy running for his life…get back here…

The little boy is screaming help me, help me…runs out to the woods behind the school.

Freddy stays hidden in the alcove watching the teacher pack up his briefcase leave for home. He walks into the teacher’s classroom looks through papers until he finds the man’s name… talking aloud to himself …hello Mr. Mathew Weeks…child abuser…more like child torturer…I got you…

The next afternoon…

Freddy is in the attic of the school above the classroom…he hears such a commotion coming up from the classroom below him…

The young child is begging no, not again, I will not do what you want me to do…you cannot make me…

Freddy is not in a good viewing spot to see what this woman is doing to her student.

This Woman teacher is telling the child you will do what I tell you to do or I will fail you and I will have you in my class for another year…do you understand me…

Freddy…quickly pulls his cellphone from his pocket pushes the record button…drops it down on top of the book case…he must stay where he is until the woman finishes punishing the child.…

The Woman… teacher tells the child you can go…I will see you on Friday…The child runs out the door to the back of the school. He was curious what this teacher was doing to this child

Freddy watches this woman leave her classroom…as soon as she leaves the building he crawls out of the attic enters her classroom looking for her name on papers…talking aloud to himself…hello Jade Pritcher…I got your number… you and Mathew Weeks a pair of scumbags. He finishes his work for the day…gets in his car drives in to Atlanta Electronics computer store buys a bunch of minicomputer cameras charging the bill to Black Hawk School Board.

The next afternoon he added to his workload installing hidden cameras in all the classrooms, making notes of the different kids the two teachers abused.

Gordy Peat… walks over to the school looking for Freddy to see how the work is coming along… finding him descending a ladder in one of the classrooms…hello Freddy…just checking on you…how much more do you have to do here. By the way, did you find out what teachers are being mean to the students?

Freddy… no sir… everything has been quite I think it is kids being kids making up stories…but for extra precautions, I took the liberty of buying and installing hidden security cameras for the principal to check on the teachers in their classrooms.

Gordy… nice touch, I am glad you thought of us using security cameras. I keep getting calls from angry parents…

Freddy… I should be finished just after the school lets out for the summer…

Much later in the week…

Freddy is walking the halls checking out the different classrooms making sure everything is connected, leaving the phones for the principal to plug in at the beginning of the school year. Making sure the switchboard is working for all the phones and the cameras are working properly.

This day he is walking by Jade Pitcher’s classroom. He stands by the door hearing a child scream at her… I will not touch that with my nose you cannot make me this place stinks like you stink…

Freddy could not stand hearing the commotion coming from the classroom… he enters the room abruptly…surprised to see the child is Jake Bradley Jr. being punished by this teacher…

Jade Pritcher… gets red in the face…tells Freddy…Don’t pay attention to the boy. I had to keep him after school…he was pulling a little girls hair in class and talking back to me. I warned him if he did not stop, I was going to punish him. This little boy was being a jerk and I had to punish him, by the way who are you.

Freddy …I am Freddy Paint…I am a substitute teacher here at this school. I came in here to see what all the commotion about. He finds Jake Bradley Jr kneeling in the corner of the room on a pile of rice screaming and crying to get up, the rice is hurting his knees. Son get up off your knees and go on home. I must have a conversation with your teacher Miss Jade. The little boy jumps up and runs out the classroom

Jade… who gives you the right to tell that child to get out of that corner and go home. You got no right to walk in my classroom and tell my students or me what to do. I will kick your ass and throw you out by the head of your hair if you ever go against my authority again. What the hell do you want!

Freddy… I think you realized. Your secret is out of the bag. Let me show you…

Jade… immediately refuses to look at what Freddy is trying to show her on his laptop, and then she yells at Freddy… get out of my classroom now you little worm.

Freddy… oh no woman have a look… I am not going anywhere… so what! don’t look, I have you recorded with the times and dates of inappropriate behavior with some of your students. What I want you to do is resign your job immediately…and you will give me your final check and your yearend bonus check. You will not teach at another school here in the south…I suggest you go north if you want to resume teaching. We already know someone else will eventually discover your sick secret. I have back up files to send to the cops if you fail to comply with my demands…

Jade… Yells at Freddy again…if you think you are scaring me get over it…who is to say you made this crap up. I know what you are up to you want my job. All this is scare tactics by you Freddy. You know what…piss off you little nerd!

Freddy…go on be stupid Jade. You don’t know who you are playing with that little child that ran out of here, his dad is a killer! If you don’t believe me go on push your luck bitch. That child’s dad will have you iced for what you did to his son. I know him I work for the man.

Much later in the week…

Freddy has a confrontation with Mathew Weeks he walks in on him beating a boy with his thick leather belt…he yells at Mr. Weeks…stop it! You are hurting that boy…

Mr. Weeks…mind your own dammed business…get in the way and I will hit you with this belt…better yet…I am going to beat you for interfering with my punishment for this boy…

The boy runs out of the classroom for the safety of the woods screaming and crying…

Mr. Weeks turns the belt on Freddy…swings at him narrowly missing him…

Freddy… yells at Mr. Weeks go on hit me…I will turn you in to the police…I have a video of what you have been doing to the students here…he opens his laptop shows Mr. Weeks the different recording of the boys he beat with his belt…

Mr. Weeks pulls the laptop computer out of Freddy’s hands smashing it to bits. Yells at Freddy go on make something of it. Now what are you going to do about it, I just broke your computer…

Freddy…suit yourself…I have copies and other laptops…I looked you up…You sir have been fired from two other schools for questionable behavior…if something happens to me…the police will be notified immediately and you sir will go to jail. You will resign your position here immediately and you will not teach in the south ever again. I suggest you go north to find a teaching position. You will pay me to keep quite…if you fail to pay me what I ask…you will go to jail with what I have on these videos. He walks out of the room to resume what he was doing.

Much later in the week…

Freddy is picking up the excess wiring and fittings, filling his car with the bits and pieces for his own personal use… he is surprised when he walks the halls hearing a voice coming from the empty school…

The closer he gets to the classroom where Jade use to teach…he is surprised to find Jake Jr… yelling at Jade…I will not, you cannot make me…

Freddy walks into the classroom…sees Jade standing over the boy with a belt in her hand pointing to the corner of the room with a pile of corn on the floor in that same corner. He yells at Jade… what the hell are you doing back here you were supposed to be gone for good…you best have passed this boy.

Later that night…

Freddy… is pacing back and forth…knowing these two people will not stop what they are doing to these kids…he gets very pissed off… He yells fuck it and picks up his phone makes a call to Jake Bradley Sr. Knowing there is only one-way to handle these two sick people…

Jake Sr…answers his phone…surprised to hear Freddy Paint’s voice on his cell phone…hello Freddy…how did you get my cell number…

Freddy…the school gave it to me…I need you to come to my house now…

Jake Sr…can it keep for tomorrow.

Freddy…no sir…this will not wait…

Jake Sr….give me fifteen minutes…

Later that evening…

Freddy is sitting in his living room keying up videos of Jake Jr, with Jade and Mr. Weeks with Jake Jr he is streaming it over to the big screen TV…

Jake Sr…knocks on Freddy’s door…

Freddy…you are just the man I need to see…come on in… I have something to show you, have a seat on the sofa…

Jake Sr…asks…what is it you want me to see.

Freddy…keep an eye on the big screen TV watch the video… The videos of Jade and Jake Jr…and then Mr. Weeks and Jake Jr…

Jake Sr…goes postal watching the videos…starts yelling at Freddy…what the fuck is this all about…how come you are just now showing this crap to me… how long has this been going on? He jumps to his feet trying to grab Freddy by his neck…

Freddy… becomes scared of Jake Sr falls down on the floor begins crying…please don’t hurt me, I needed to get this abuse recorded. I was going to turn this over to the cops… but the cops will just slap these two on the wrist. They both will serve a couple of years in jail and the will be free to hurt more kids like your son. This is why I am just now telling you about the abuse…I knew you would not believe me Sir. Giving these two to the cops is not good enough.

Jake Sr…yelling at Freddy again… STOP! THOSE TWO HAVE ABUSED ALL THESE KIDS… THAT IS ENOUGH; GIVE ME EVERYTHING YOU GOT ON THESE TWO MOTHERFUCKERS. NO COPS! I AM HANDLING THIS MATTER MY WAY NOW! He is very angry with the two teachers and Freddy. He stops to think a moment. Looks at Freddy realizing the man had to do his homework on these two teachers. He reaches in his pocket, pulls out his checkbook writes out a check for an undisclosed amount of money. Hands the check to Freddy. Looking him directly in his eyes. Boy! Consider yourself a ghost right now. You no longer live in the State of Georgia.

Freddy…looks at the check… tell Jake Sr…consider me gone as of last week. I am leaving all of the computer equipment; no everything is yours I am not taking nothing. Looks at Jake Sr… Makes a mad dash for his car. Jumps in the driver’s seat and speeds away as fast as he can. Knowing Jake Sr could take revenge on him as well.

Jake Sr…walks out of the house…gets in his car…pulls his cell phone out of his pocket places a call his side kick…

Daniel…answers his phone…hello…Dan here…

Jake Sr…where are you…

Daniel…I am in the next county…what do you need.

Jake Sr…I have a job for you and the boys

Daniel… sounds like a big job…

Jake Sr…meet me at the co-op with the boys…

An hour later…

Daniel…meets Jake in his office…asks Jake…what is going on…why all the secrecy…

Jake Sr…I have a situation to be dealt with tonight…let’s wait till everyone gets here…do you want a beer or a glass of whiskey.

Daniel…come on a glass of whiskey sounds good…

The boys are arriving one by one…

Jake Sr…men the reason I called this impromptu meeting…we have a situation at the schoolhouse. This is going to be handled my way…

I want you two men Gay and Joe go to 221 Willow Street back behind my warehouse…place your special fire bombs in the house burn it to the ground…make sure every inch of that house with all the stuff in it burns to nothing.

I need you four people… Jim, Bobby, Rob and Tim… take the wrecker over to the old Jenkins house pull out one Mr. Mathew Weeks hog tie and gag that bastard drop him at the boat ramp at Spicer Creek landing; from what I understand this man is ex-military…He should be sound right about now. Use this ether to keep him sleeping. One of you boys needs to stay with him to keep him sleeping with the ether until I get there… bring the air boats to the Spicer creek landing…dump Mr. Weeks car in the wrecking yard.

Jake Sr. tells Daniel once the fire is going on at Willow…go to the old Jordon house take the car to the junk yard an meet me at Spicer Creek landing…

I will take Howard with me to the old Jordon House…and pick up the package. I will meet everyone at Spicer creek …wait on me…there is a huge bonus in it for all of you no questions asked…

Jake Sr…the old Jordon house and the old Jenkins house has been set for burning tomorrow night…those two houses are beyond repair…let’s get this show on the road.

Jake Sr and Howard arrive at the old Jordon house…he tells Howard wait here…let me wake the slut up…he walks up to the door begins knocking on the door…

Jade answers the door…seeing the man at her door not knowing this man Jake Bradley Sr is the father of one of the boys she was taking advantage of all school year long…she is almost purring at Jake Sr…come on in…asking him… do you want a beer or a glass of whiskey…

Jake Sr…pushes the door open wide…punches her in the mouth knocking her down to the floor…he yells at Howard…bring me the tape. Takes the tape from Howard immediately tapes her mouth shut, while Howard ties her hands and feet…he shouts at Jade you really are the worst kind of slut…you don’t know who I am…do you…you dumb bitch…trying to come on to me…just you wait…I got a surprise waiting on you and Mr. Weeks..

Jade suddenly realizes this is the man Freddy warned her about…promising if he turned them in to Jake Bradley Sr. her and Mathew would be in deep trouble…while she is lying on the floor of his moving vehicle she is moaning trying to scream. Her tears are rolling down her face as she is struggling trying to free herself of the ropes that is binding her hands and feet. Her sweat has saturated her clothes. She is so scared she pees herself. There is not one inch clothing on her body that is not soaking wet…

The car stops…she hears men talking…one of the men grabs her pulling her out of the car…

Jake Sr. opens up the tailgate of his SUV…pulls out a metal pipe…

Mathew is sound to sleep…lying on the ground beside one of the airboats…

Jake Sr. tells one of the men wake him up I want him to feel the pain he dished out to the boys at school.

Daniel…oh I get it…it was these two Motherfuckers that hurt the kids at school…let me help.

Jake Sr…No! This is my payback for what they both did to my boy.

Mathew…is slowly waking up realizing he is bound and gagged, looking around to see where his is at, seeing seven very angry men looking down on him…suddenly fear fills his whole body he is struggling trying to break the ropes that is binding him. He begins sweating and trying to move around on the ground. He is squirming around like a snake in a trap, trying to scream but all he can do is moan…he begins crying…his eyes are big as saucers…He is scared he know these men are going to kill him. There is no on there to come to his rescue.

Jake Sr… looks down at Mr. Weeks…hello Mr. Weeks… are you scared!…I hope you are scared…don’t you think those little boys you beat the crap out of were scared here let me show you some pain my way… He swings the metal pipe at Mathew…hitting him in one knee breaking that knee on impact… You know one of the boys you beat the crap out of repeatedly was my boy Jake Bradley Jr. He swings the metal pipe at Mathew aging hitting him in the other knee breaking that knee on impact…he ask Mr. Weeks…how does that feel…did that hurt…funny I did not feel the pain. He hits him again this time breaking both arms on impact…he watches Mr. Weeks face…asking him… tell me how does that feel…

Mathew…tries to scream…all he could do is moan…

Jake Sr…swings the metal pipe at him again. He keeps pounding Mathew’s body until he breaks both his legs making sure he is a bloody mess. He hits him in the middle of his body breaking his ribs…careful not to hit his head…he wants the man conscious of what is going to happen to him next…he tell the men load the bastard on the airboat…

Daniel pulls Jade to where Mathew was lying on the ground…

Jake Sr…tells Jade your turn bitch…he does the same to her breaking her knees first and then her arms hitting her in her ribs…takes his knife out of his pocket… cutting long gashes in her body…tells Daniel load her on the air boat…

The men travel to a spot where the gators are plentiful…

Mathew is the first one tied to a long rope…the rope is hung over a low hanging tree branch…

Jake Sr… makes long cuts into Mathew’s legs… making sure his blood is falling into the swamp water…suddenly gators are snapping at Mathew’s feet…the men lower Mathew down into the waiting gators.

The waiting gators begin tearing at Mathew’s feet and legs…

Jake Sr…looks Mathew in his face… tells him…take a good long look at me MOTHERFUCKER this is last face you’re going to see before you die… he cuts the rope drops Mathew’s body into the waiting gators watching the gators pull him to shreds..

The men do the same to Jade…

Jake Sr…makes longer cuts into her legs and arms…they pull her body over the water hanging just above the snapping gators…they slowly lower her inch by inch until a gator jumps up tearing one of her legs off from her limp body…the pain of her losing a leg wakes her up…she is trying to scream… He tells her…TAKE THIS YOU FUCKING BITCH…take a good long look at my face this is that last face you’re going to see before you die YOU STUPID DUMB BITCH…he cuts the rope dropping her body down in to waiting hungry gators…

The gators immediately consume Jades body…as the airboats speed back to Spicer creek landing

Jake Sr…gets out of the airboat…the men wash the blood off the ground and the airboats.

Daniel… I am tired…I am going home you men put the boats away… see you all tomorrow night.

Unfortunately these boys never forgot what these happened to them in the lower grades…by the time these boys were ready to finish high school…they were all out of control dropouts. Not ever caring to finish school these boys were forced back to school by their dads to graduate even though they were all over the age of eighteen…

Jake Sr has a hard time making Jake Jr behave himself.

Jake Jr. is out running the countryside on his four-wheeler with his gang of thugs.

He spotted a local sharecroppers young kids working the fields like grown men this was too much for him to handle, watching these kids working not getting a chance to enjoy the summer. He wanted to invite the boys and the one girl to go swimming in the pond with him…he spies his dad’s truck pulling up parking by the old sharecropper’s house… He gets curious when he sees a slender redheaded woman walk out of the house, kissing his dad square on his mouth…

Jake Sr…hello Miss Lindy thought I would stop by and have a glass of lemonade with you. I come to see how your crops are doing…Pastor Roby asked me to look in on you from time to time. I know one thing those kids of yours are very knowledgeable on how to work the fields. I should send my kids to your house so you can show them how to work. You are doing a good job raising your kids.

Miss Lindy…come on Jake that is not what you came for…come on in the house the kids know better not to bother us…

Jake Jr. is nosey he wants to know what his dad is doing with this woman. He is able to get close to the house since the house is not air-conditioned. Looking through the window fan it is easy for him to get a bird’s eye view of what is going on. He could hear them talking, watching them as they both get undressed and roll around on the bed having sex. He wants to laugh watching his dad get it on with this woman…sweating his balls off…thinking that is good for you, old man…you need to sweat…Mom is right about you always screwing them whores…

Miss Lindy… tells Jake Sr… you know those kids out in the field are your kids…

Jake Sr…pretends not to hear her…gets up from the bed takes a shower to cool off…

Jake Jr…you old son-of-a-bitch…those kids are kin to me…he sneaks back to his four-wheeler speeds off to the swimming hole.

One of Jakes friends… Charlie Bowers…tells Jake…I saw your dad’s pickup truck by Miss Lindy’s house…what was your dad doing there…

Jake Jr…I watched the old man get it on with that cow…it is just like mama told us he is out screwing them whores in the field…that woman told my dad…those kids are his kids.

Billy Mangum…come on man…is your head up your ass…those kids are half Indian…Miss Lindy’s old man is in jail in Mississippi…armed robbery…that why she had to come back here to live…the woman aint got no working skills…you know she worked in a whore house in New Orleans… ‘Any jerk with a dick could be her kid’s daddies. Come on, my dad is the sheriff. He tells mama everything. You got rocks in your head if you think them kids are your kin…that is her way to get money out of your old man. Your old man aint nobody’s fool…he just stops by for a quickie…like Charlie’s dad does…hell half the men in the county has had a fling with that woman. If you stayed long enough, you would have seen your dad throw money on the bed. Charlie and me we saw his dad and your dad throw money on the bed just before they left the house and that was last week…

Jake Jr…where is the beer…I am ready to get drunk…

Charlie…tosses a can of beer to Jake Jr.

Jake Jr…hey boy what is wrong with you this can of beer is hot as my piss…I told you I wanted a cold beer.

Billy turns to Charlie hey dick weed I told you the ice chest are back by that tree go put that beer in the chest. I thought you had sense enough to ice the beer down now we are going to have to wait for the beer to get cold…I personally took my dad squad car and filled the ice chest up…I was not packing ice back here on my four-wheeler…

Charlie…I am hot I need to cool off…you know Josie Tennyson is coming here with some chicks we will each have a chick to screw.

Jake Jr…come on, not that white trash Josie Tennyson…the last time I screwed her she told me she was pregnant…I don’t see how we have all been using condoms. Daddy always tells me if you going to whip it out cover it up or it is going to cost you money. Daddy always has the condoms for us boys to take if we feel the urge. Mama told me a girl cannot get pregnant if she don’t have hair on her stuff…I wonder who knocked her up…old flat chested Josie no tits and ass it is hard to believe she is eighteen. He strips off all his clothes…shouting at the boys… the last one in the pond is a pathetic wimpy bitch.

Butch, Billy, Charlie, and Jake Jr are all swimming in the pond they are taking turns with the rope swing diving into the pond…

Billy is the first to get out of the water, he sits down on a stump…tells the others…I wonder where the girls are they should have been here by now…who is up for a cold beer…all the boys join Billy.

They boys sit around talking getting drunk; frustrated wanting sex…wondering what happened to the girls.

Jake Jr…I am bored I know what I am going to do…are you guys with me…he gets dressed…jumps on his four-wheeler…all the boys are right behind him on their four-wheelers. Following him as close as possible…

Suddenly Jake Jr stops at Miss Lindy’s farm turns his four-wheeler in the direction of the immature crops…begins to drive over the young crops in the field.

Butch, Billy and Charlie all sit watching Jake Jr tear up the field at Miss Lindy’s farm…all the crops was destroyed by Jake Jr on his four-wheeler.

Jake Jr…meets up with the boys watching him on the ridge…stops his four-wheeler in front of his friends…hey guys…I thought you was coming to help me get even with that old whore screwing our dads.

Billy…come on. Pulling that stunt will not get even with that cow…if she cannot make it here she will go somewhere else…she is trying to open her own whore house on that farm…she has other women working for her when she is not there…I told you my daddy tells mama everything.

Jake Jr…come on follow me I need to gas up…

The boys follow Jake Jr over to one of his dad’s farms quickly fills their tanks…they take off following Jake Jr…

Butch…gets up beside Jake Jr…motions for him to stop…

Charlie…asks… where are we going Jake?

Billy…come on its getting dark… we need to go home.

Jake Jr…to Spicer creek…I have to settle a score with the old witch that lives on the creek. She told me she was getting the devil on me for screwing Sally again…I am settling that score with the old bitch once and for all, threating me will she…I am burning out the old witch…I got me some matches…come on…

Butch come on…Sally …get real that girl will screw a dog if you let her…heck she was caught screwing her own cousin Jefferson and we all know he is a fag.

Jake Jr…that is who I am missing where is old Sally this summer…

Charlie…I was told…Sally is in College in Atlanta…living with her Aunt. Come on don’t you think you done enough damage today first Miss Lindy’s place, now you want to do this old witch house are you nuts…

Billy…yells at Jake…come on man that is bad idea…lets go home…I am getting hungry

Jake Jr. …No way in hell am I stopping until I get even with that fucking old bitch…tell me who paid for the gas in your four-wheelers. Now shut the hell up do what I tell you to do!

The boys all knuckle under to Jake Jr; they run as fast as can on their four-wheelers to get to Spicer creek before it gets dark.

Jake Jr… makes them take gas out of their tanks throwing the gas on the old wooden shack…he starts throwing lit matches on the gas…suddenly the house burst into flames…

Charlie… oh no! Do you all know whose house this is? This is Judge Castro’s old grandma’s house…heck everyone in the county knows she aint right in the head. She thinks she is a witch but mama says she is demented…old timers or something like that…I don’t trust her she could put a curse on us.

Old Miss Castro saw what they was doing to her house from her open window. She points her bony finger at Jake Jr yells at him…Boy that is it; I am sending the devil after you tonight…

Charlie tells Jake Jr…man see there… I told you that old witch is putting a curse on us…I am getting out of here you can watch her burn. Man she is giving all of us, the evil eye…

Jake Jr, Billy and Butch are sitting on their four-wheelers watching the fire engulf the entire house not once did they hear screams coming from the house…He yells at old Miss Castro. I hope the devil comes up and claims your sorry ass. Burn Witch Burn…

Billy…come on we all should have been home hours ago…Man you going to get us in trouble with our parents again…

Charlie was the first to arrive back at his house on his four-wheeler. He finds his parents pacing back and forth in the kitchen when he walks in to his house. His dad yanked him up by the scruff of his neck took him out to the woodshed gave him the beating of his young life…His dad is telling him, boy this is the last time you will hang with Jake Jr. If you don’t listen to me you are going to Military School, go on push your luck. I was served a warrant for you to appear before the Judge on Friday…What the hell did you do today?

Butch…is caught by his dad speeding home on his four-wheeler…makes him stop in the middle of the road loads up the four-wheeler on to a trailer. I warned you about hanging with Jake Bradley Jr…you have a court appearance on Friday before the Judge. I will not go to bat for you this time you will take your punishment like a man. Do you understand me boy…

Billy’s parents met him in the barn parking his four-wheeler…

Billy’s dad…boy, I warned you… I am selling that four-wheeler tomorrow …you have a court appearance on Friday… I told you about messing around with that white trash Josie Tennyson. She pointed a finger at you saying you got her pregnant I don’t see how? I found a bunch of old used condoms at the pond. I warned you about hanging out at the swimming hole, getting drunk messing around with girls. You are grounded for the rest of the summer…you will no longer hang with Jake Bradley Jr. do you understand me boy…I found those ice chest you all stole from the feed and seed store…and I know you did not pay for the beer I found in the ice chest.…

Jake Jr is the last to arrive at his house…he was in the barn parking his four-wheeler…he turns around to see his dad looking him directly in his eyes.

Jake Sr…boy you did it this time. Miss Lindy is in the house…You will go in there and apologize to her…do you understand me…we don’t destroy other farmers hard work…those kids of hers worked hard to try to make money for themselves. You will pay those kids for the damages you done to their crops…Do you understand me boy?

Jake Jr…so what if I did! I don’t give a fuck you old son-of-a-bitch…I caught you screwing that woman today…You don’t tell me nothing old man.

Jake Sr…could not contain his anger any longer…he slaps Jake hard across his face knocking him on his ass… by the way that white trash Josie Tennyson is in the hospital she had a miscarriage. I hope you did not do what I think you did. I told you once before if you whip it out cover it up or it will cost you for the rest of your life. That is why I keep a bunch of condoms in the bathroom for us. This is the last straw boy. Tomorrow you have a meeting scheduled with the Judge and then you will be flying to Oregon to stay with Pastor Roby for the rest of the summer. This is the agreement I have with the Sheriff Mangum…separate you bunch of thugs to keep our sanity.

The next few days was stressful for the parents of Billy, Charlie, and Butch…

The boys all wound up on probation for the rest of the summer ordered to attend Sunday school at the local Baptist church.

One of the lessons in Sunday school weighed heavy on Billy, Butch, and Charlie…

Charlie…tells the others…guys we cannot keep this to ourselves any longer…

Butch… we need to own up on our part of burning that old shack down…do you supposed that old Miss Castro died that night…I keep getting nightmares seeing old Miss Castro point her finger at us…I will tell my dad…you know daddy is going to make us go to the Judge…oh well.

Butch’s dad is a cop on the local police force…he sets up a meeting with the Judge for these boys.

The boys are standing before the Judge as he questions them about the fire…they all tell the Judge the same story…it was Jake Bradley Jr’s idea…he made us go with him to burn the old Miss Castro’s house down.

The Judge…asks Sheriff Mangum I trust you checked on the old woman in the old house…

Sheriff Mangum…yes your honor…the woman got out of the house before it burned to the ground…she is living with her grandson right now.

Judge Allen…tells the boys…the old woman’s house you burned to the ground is Judge Castro’s old grandmother’s house…she is a bit eccentric. I should send all of you to the military but your parents begged me to show leniency and let you all enroll back in high school to get your diplomas. You all will not drop out again this year you all will graduate and Jake Bradley Jr will have to go somewhere else if he wants to graduate high school.

Chapter 3

Jake Jr…. is now a junior at a local Atlanta University. This new school year is a bit unsteadying for him… accompanied by his very young wife with a bun in her oven.

This new twist to Jake Bradly Jr. was this fate of his choosing or happenstance, only time will tell.

Jake Jr. in true predator form just happened to have noticed Samantha Lowenstein the prettiest girl at the local Black Hawk Baptist church picnic, however on this particular Sunday ‘The Annual August Back to School Picnic’. Jake Bradley Sr. and his family have an invitation to attend this function.

The Bradley’s are not regulars at any church in Black Hawk. This year with so many more needy folks in his church. The Preacher needed Jake Sr’s pocket book to help him fund the drive for school clothes and supplies needed upcoming school year.

Jake Jr. did not grow up attending church on Sunday. He does not respect the laws of God, Man or the community.

Of course, his parents are at fault for the way he is now. His mother was not the motherly type nor was his father the good father material needed to raise his brothers and his sisters. His mother was the absentee parent. She refused to give up her lifestyle being the owner of a very popular strip club in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Jake Sr. was on a farmer’s convention with his dad to Las Vegas. Like all new visitor to Las Vegas he fell in love with the city’s fast-paced life style. He was a young man with money to burn and Vegas knew how to take care of him.

All good things must end, when it was time for them to take leave of the city of Las Vegas Jackson Bradley had to return home without his son Jake Sr. He was not at the airport for the return flight home. Knowing his son Jake has money of his own, he figured he is a big boy he will take care of himself.

Jake Sr. met Marta Wilton married her in of those quickie-wedding chapel ceremonies. He stayed in Las Vegas with her, until he got her pregnant with his oldest son Thomas. Brought her home to Black Hawk, not without severe consequences from his dad. His dad did not approve of his new wife told him, he was disinheriting him of course he never did. His dad never had much contact with Jake Sr’s wife he refused to accept that Vegas trollop as he referred to Marta.

Jackson Bradley wanted Jake Sr. to marry one of the local girls from Black Hawk…tongues began wagging about his wife Marta and her loose moral conduct. She had five children almost back to back…

The old grandpa Jackson Bradley had to hire a cook and a caregiver for the kids she was never home.

Marta was like and alley cat she would stay, give birth, and then leave. He could never take Vegas out of the girl. Her kids were strangers to her until she started to feel her age. Bitter reality set in learning Jake Jr. is now in his junior year in college married with a baby on the way. Marta is about to become a grandmother.

Jake Sr. realizing he will soon be a grandfather decided to cut all ties with his absentee wife Marta. He became the different kind of parent. He was absent but present when it served his purpose like attending ‘The Annual Black Hawk Church Picnic’ or some community promotions.

All of his kids suffered greatly because of poor parental influence. They learned most adults cannot be trusted many of these people were out for their pound of flesh. These kids learned how to victimize people to get what they wanted, either through sex or with drugs…

Jake Jr…always thought drugs was for dummies…he only tried it once he preferred to drink his whiskey over drugs any day. The way he saw it, a bottle of whiskey and a good piece of ass was always on his menu. He has always does exactly what he wants to do until his father puts his foot down and makes him join him for a visit to church to the local Baptist Church.

Jake Sr always has to make Jake Jr knuckle under to get him to do what he wants his to do.

What prompted Jake Sr. into showing his nose at the local Baptist church on this particular Sunday … No one really knows! …He usually wound up sending a sizable donation to the church for the school fund project, but this year is different.

Moreover, this is how it all began…

It was a huge surprise to the congregation when Jake Sr. and Junior walked into church and seated themselves directly in front of the pulpit. This was such a shock for the congregation witnessing such a spectacle. People in the church begin nudging each other as they watch the Bradley’s sit quietly in the first row of the church.

Miss Solomon a church regular could not hold her tongue any longer. She jumps up out of her seat begins shouting… how dare them both, that lying cheating scoundrel and that no-account son of his, got their nerve to show their faces at my church? His son killed my nephew in that car wreck ‘drunk driving’…that boy got off scot-free only because that sorry dad of his paid the Judge off… The woman was so outraged she left the church before the service began…when she walked out her family followed her, along with some of the members that are loyal friends with this woman…

On her way out of church the irate woman stops turns to look at the Bradley’s sitting in the front row announces. I will not never set foot in this church ever again, not in my lifetime. If I have to start my own church to worship our lord, I will do it. I will not sit where a Bradley sits…

The Pastor Dave Morgan… knows he has to gain control of the congregation right away; otherwise, he will have