The Rampage of Ryan O'Hara Read Free Page A

Legion sow who planted that bomb under the hood of my grandpa’s police car. Do you have any idea who that slimy terrorist sow was? Come on now, Hugo, tell me. Who do you suppose it was?”
    “Oh, please! I don’t know! I don’t know anything! Please let me go! I don’t want to die. I didn’t do anything! Why? Why? Why are you doing this to me? Oh, God, please help me!” Hugo was having a complete hysterical meltdown. His panicked and girlish display of cowardice grated on Ryan.
    Ryan slapped him across the face and yelled, “Don’t you raise your voice to me, you disgusting little wimp. And what’s this ‘Oh, God’ stuff about, anyway? You goddamned commies don’t believe in God, so I don’t think he’s hearing you! If you don’t know the answer to my question, just say so and I’ll tell you.” After a pause, Ryan continued, “I’ll take your silence to mean that you don’t know, so I’ll explain. The slithering little terrorist whore who planted the bomb and ruined my family is that bitch in the upstairs bedroom, Hugo. She did it at the behest of that deviate who calls himself your uncle.
    “There was indisputable evidence that they were part of a nationwide conspiracy to kill cops and destroy government buildings. They bombed many federal, state, and municipal buildings throughout the country. But the only time they hit pay dirt and actually succeeded in killing a cop was when they killed my grandfather.” He paused again, then asked, “I’ll bet you’re wondering why your aunt and uncle weren’t prosecuted, aren’t you?”
    Hugo acknowledged the question with a weak nod.
    “At the time, a number of domestic terror organizations were being investigated by the FBI as well as by state and local agencies. These ongoing investigations were a response to nationwide campaigns being conducted by radical organizations such as Lenin’s Legion. As I’ve already said, the goals of these groups were to kill cops and attack the infrastructure of the government, causing its collapse.
    “Sometimes, the federal, state, and local agencies worked together and cooperated, but at other timestheir goals didn’t coincide. When goals conflicted, the different agencies worked independently. In many cases, the right hand didn’t know what the left hand was doing, and this lack of coordination was a recipe for the eventual foul-ups that occurred. Other factors complicating matters were the differing agendas of the various prosecutors, which sometimes influenced decisions as to whether certain prosecutions should or should not move forward. I’m not going to delve into that now. It isn’t necessary and will only delay my purpose for being here in the first place, which is, of course, to kill you and those two pieces of garbage upstairs.”
    Hugo released a barely audible gasp as he slumped against the banister that would soon serve as his execution post. He appeared to be devoid of all hope and was totally dejected, having apparently lost the will to survive.
    Ryan continued, “There was an FBI informant working inside Lenin’s Legion who was present when some of the bombings and murders were planned. He knew that cops were being targeted for murder but didn’t have specifics on all of the locations where these plots were to be carried out. He was only told about the ones that he was expected to participate in. Nevertheless, after my grandfather was killed, your uncle Bill mentioned to him, during a debriefing session, that your aunt Brenda was the one responsible for my grandpa’s death.
    “Bill, being the coward that he is, helped plan the bombing but left the actual sabotaging of the police car up to Brenda and another member of the organization. His excuse was that he was needed in Detroit to coordinate the simultaneous bombings of a police precinct and offices of the Police Officers’ Association.
    “The informant, who was a veteran, was angered by the antiwar activities that he witnessed going on at a