Kok Jeen’s Justice

(Photo Credit: Pexels from Pixabay)

The dreaded chair was out yet again. It was the third time this month. This disturbing frequency signaled a total collapse in the law and order situation in the county. While the appearance of the chair was by now a ritual that inhabitants were habituated to, they were not acclimatised to the regularity of the appearance. Maybe the young and hot blood coursing through the veins of Kok Jeen Jr was to be blamed. Kok Jeen Sr always nursed doubts about both the capabilities and maturity of his mercurial albeit compulsive son. However, handover of the reigns was more an inevitability than a choice.

As Kok Jeen Sr retired to his sprawling ranch in Deer Valley, the soft yet ominous red leather began to gain ascendancy. Today the unfortunate victim was a 43 year old drug runner and errand boy named Venky.

Crossing his legs and reclining back, Kok Jeen roared with raw rage, “Did you divulge details of the rendezvous to Materazzi? “

Rivulets of sweat poured down the face of a kneeling Venky. “I..I…Forgive me…” he stammered.

“Eat this bullet” screamed Kok Jeen before the deafening sound of the Smith & Wesson blew out Venky’s brains.

(Word Count: 198)

Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Donna McNicol . For more details visit HERE

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9 thoughts on “Kok Jeen’s Justice

  1. Ooh, very ominous! I like how you tie the terror associated with this terrible dictator to the chair he uses when he metes out his violent version of justice. I can just see people saying that — oh no, not the chair again.

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