The weak. That’s me. Five foot fuck- all and all dressed in black, like i’ve got nothing better to do with my time than watch “The Matrix”, and make pretty pictures on my arm with a blade. A pretty girl, pretty fucked up.
Ripe for the plucking.
Come on then, boys.
Pluck me.
Goodness, gracious me. This one grabbed me by the jugular and would not let go.
Tuesday is just a tiny waif of a goth girl, or better still a goth ghost. She lives and manoeuvres in London's underground, hidden in a network of old subway lines, sewers and tunnels. She is also very tech savy. She knows her underground world, thoroughly,and completely. Where to go, where to get everything she needs, how to get away and where to hide. It is her labyrinth.
Three years ago Tuesday suffered an enormous loss. She was badly hurt, broken inside and out, battered beyond repair. Three years, hiding underground, three years healing and three years training her mind and body. Three years developing her plan. The time is now.
Six boys have just got on the tube, ranging in age from thirteen to sixteen, with their drop-crotch trousers and gangsta attitude. It takes them a couple minutes before they spot me, goth girl, sitting all alone. Easy pickings. They exchange a couple of low fives and the one in front approaches me, wants to know if I am up for some fun as he shoves his right hand down his trousers and jiggles the goods. But me, well I can’t be fucked anymore. I turn round to face them, pull the knife out of my bag and stab trouser boy in the throat.
Who is she? DI Loss wants to know as he is looking at the CCTV from the tube. It may be a recording, as opposed to a live link but there is no disguising the blood. His DS is not looking at what her boss is, she has seen it already. There is blood everywhere, all over the bodies of six teenage boys. They know it is not the girl’s blood because they just bloody well watched her walk out of the tube. Is that…………...was she smiling?
Tuesday may well be in hiding but she has no intention of hiding her long planned revenge. No she wants everyone to see, especially the authorities. They can watch her do what they have been unable to accomplish. Revenge and not just for herself either. For every young girl or boy like herself who have been victimized by the drug gangs that have taken over housing estates all over London. Raping, brutalizing and pillaging, all the while capturing everything on film and using it to vilify their victims on social media..
Well come on then boys, two can play at this game.
This story is so fresh and exciting and unlike anything I have read before in this genre. Tuesday, our goth girl is one tough as nails heroine/villainess - whatever, that you just can’t help cheering for. And you are going to love her weapons of choice, all plucked from yesteryear, from another time and place. And even though your sane,and rational brain knows that this vigilante bloodletting is wrong, your reader’s mind also knows all about the atrocious crimes this criminal element has perpetrated.
So come on down to Tuesday’s labyrinth. Trust me you cannot look away.