Killing Kirshner (A Psychological Suspense Thriller) by Mason Black Read Free Book Online Page A

you again, I’m going to have to pound his face in,” Sean said.
    “How would you really do it, Will?” Amanda asked.
    “Do what?” Will responded.
    “Kill him. Let’s say there was no way you could get caught and nobody would ever know,” Amanda said.
    They all stared at Will waiting to see what he would say.

C hapter 22
    Will crouched behind a series of bushes near the faculty parking lot. It was well past seven o’clock and nearly dark. Will had a red rag in his right hand with a small bottle in his left. Professor Kirshner walked out of the building and toward his Audi; Will moved slowly along the bushes dousing the red rag with chloroform.
    Kirshner carried a large briefcase in his hands and laid it at the back of the car on the ground. He opened the car door and threw in a file onto the passenger seat; he walked around to the back of the car and opened his trunk. Will snuck up behind him and shoved the rag over Kirshner’s nose and mouth. Kirshner struggled for only a few seconds then passed out. Will pushed him up against the car and threw Kirshner’s body into the trunk. He got in the front of the car and drove it back to where his Criminal Law class was held.
    He popped the trunk and looked at Kirshner’s face. He hated him. He hated him more than he had ever hated any other human being in his life. This man had spent his career helping the dregs of society and now he was torturing innocent students that were only in class to learn.
    He taped Kirshner’s hands, feet, and mouth and lifted him out of the trunk. Kirshner was a lot heavier than he appeared. He dragged his body to the back entrance. Will had propped the door earlier that day after the last class had ended. He pulled the door open and dragged Kirshner into his own classroom.
    He propped Kirshner in the front row of the lecture hall – the very seat that he sat in. Will broke a piece of smelling salt and stuck it under Kirshner’s nose. Kirshner immediately awoke in a daze. He squirmed and shifted in the chair, but soon realized he could not get free. He finally looked to his left and saw his captor.
    Kirshner’s evil eyes squinted as Will walked over to him, smiling, and ripped the tape from Kirshner’s mouth. “Who the hell are you?” Kirshner yelled.
    Will realized he did not even know who he was. He had picked on him class after class and Kirshner could not even recognize him. “I’m a student of yours, asshole. Remember Will James? I sit in the front row. You have spent most of the semester humiliating me in front of the rest of the class,” Will shouted back.
    Kirshner looked at him, still unable to place who this person was that had kidnapped him. This enraged Will even more; he turned his back to him and took a deep breath. He pulled out a long rope with a noose on the end. He slid it over Kirshner’s neck, and threw the slack over a banister in the ceiling. He spun back around and shouted, “Time to begin class. Mr. Kirshner, please brief the first case of the day.”
    “You’re completely mad. Untie me, you little piss ant,” Kirshner yelled.
    “Here’s how it’s going to go Mr. Kirshner . For every question you get right, I loosen a piece of tape. But …” Will paused for a minute and walked behind the podium.
    “For any question you get wrong, the rope gets pulled. Got it?”
    “Please begin, Mr. Kirshner. ”
    Kirshner stared at the book in front of him and remained silent. “Come on, Mr. Kirshner, the class is waiting,” he shouted.
    “Are you unprepared for class, Mr. Kirshner? You know what that means.” Will pulled on the rope and the noose tightened around Kirshner’s neck. Kirshner squirmed in his chair, trying to break free.
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    Will took a bite of pizza as Amanda, Jack, Sean and Abrams sat, captivated by his story. “That’s it,” Will said.
    “But you didn’t even finish him off,” Abrams exclaimed.
    “I know. That’s as far as I want to take it – for now, at least,” Will said as an