Tim McGregor - Killing Down the Roman Line

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You go back far enough, every family’s got blood on its hands.
Three miles down the Roman Line, you’ll find the old Corrigan house, empty for decades, the sight of an unspeakable crime that has been long forgotten. Until now, when a stranger rolls into town claiming to be a long lost Corrigan.
Inviting the locals to a tour of the derelict property, the stranger regales the townsfolk with a gruesome tale of how his family was slaughtered by an armed mob. The murderers, he claims, were the ancestors of everyone assembled before him.
Jeered as a fraud, the man’s claims are dismissed but doubts linger over what happened all those years ago. Dissent grows as the stranger agitates for retribution and long dead feuds reignite. Caught in the middle is Jim Hawkshaw, a struggling farmer living near the old house. As he digs for the truth, Jim is forced to choose sides when the locals decide to take matters into their own hands and punish the outsider for his lies.
While the town prepares for its first heritage festival, a band of vigilantes march on the old Corrigan house to exact revenge but this time… this time the Corrigans are ready for them.

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“And then what? You think somebody’s gonna apologize to you? All it will do is make them hate you more.”

Corrigan laughed. “Poor me.”

“This is all a joke to you, isn’t it? You’ve pissed off everyone and now they want to hurt you. You need to leave. Now. You proved your point.”

“The locals are going to get violent? How unusual!”

Jim was wasting his time, the man deaf to reason. Still. “Get the hell out of town, Corrigan. Because if you don’t, history is going to repeat itself.”

“Of course history is going to repeat itself! It always does. It has to.” Spit flew from Corrigan’s gnashing teeth. “You don’t think anyone learns from history, do you? Tell me you’re not that naive? We all keep making the same mistakes, no matter how many cautionary tales we’re told. How could it be otherwise?”

“Stop. I don’t want to hear anymore of your craziness.”

“We don’t repeat history, Jimbo. It repeats us.”

The leer on Corrigan’s face was telling. A devil’s perverse grin. It chilled his blood but popped something in his brain. Some twisted puzzle piece clicking into place. “You want this to get violent, don’t you? You want this to happen again.”

“I want justice. Retribution—”

“Drop the martyr act, for one minute.” Jim cut him off, felt himself coming unglued. “You want justice, you’re gonna have to pay for it.”

“Don’t play me. You don’t have the stomach for it and you will get burned.” His voice dropping octaves. “Where are the confessions?”

A line drawn in the sand. Jim pictured it in his mind. Tread carefully here. “I’ll give them to you on one condition.” He watched Corrigan’s grin drop away, then he pushed his chips forward. “You have to leave town and never come back.”

Corrigan scrutinized him with a cold eye, like he’d misjudged his neighbour all along. “That’s hardly fair. I was just starting to like it here.”

Wrong answer. Jim turned and limped to his truck without a word. “Go to hell.”

“You’ve got a deal.”

Jim stopped, one boot on the runner. Expecting to be tricked or trapped.

“I’ll do it, goddamnit,” Corrigan said. “Where are these papers?”

“They’re with someone safe.” Jim left the door open, a warning he’d walk away if Corrigan tried to play him again. “This is how it’s going to work. I’ll give you half of the documents now. The rest I’ll courier to whatever rock you crawl back under.”

The man was already shaking his head, chipping at some leverage. “Jim, you can’t—”

“Yes or no. That’s all you get.”

Corrigan grunted to the affirmative. Then he grinned, still looking to drive a wedge in. “And you’ll buy me out at your offer?”

Jim stifled a shudder looking at that perverse grin. It was like looking eye to eye with a coiled snake. “Agreed.”

No handshake, no gentlemen’s agreement. Jim slid back into his pickup and fired it up.

Corrigan shielded his eyes from the headlights. “Who else knows about this?”

There was no reply. The truck gunned up out of the ditch and rumbled away.

~

Thirty minutes ago, Kate could have fallen asleep standing up but now any thought of rest was gone. Back inside the stillness of her office, she gazed into the stone fireplace and cursed Jim Hawkshaw for being such a goddamn busybody. Why couldn’t he just leave it alone?

She lifted her eyes to the portraits over the hearth. The founding fathers and heroes. Once, she had taken inspiration from these stern faced men ringing the walls of her office, no small sense of pride and tradition. Duty even. Now she just felt dirty and no amount of single malt would scour it away.

After Jim had stormed out, she had taken the smelly folio to her office and laid it on her desk. Go home, she’d told herself. Leave it till the morning. But who could resist? The foul thing beckoned to be opened, like some forbidden grimoire in a storybook. If Pandora couldn’t resist, how could she?

It was worse than she could have imagined, all of it there in arch script. Page after page, each man describing their part, their actions, their sins. Each confession ended with a plea for clemency from the magistrate and a prayer of mercy from God Almighty. Repugnant details of the murders. How the mother, Johanna Corrigan, begged for a moment to pray before being bludgeoned with her own shillelagh. How the patriarch was run through with a pitchfork and clubbed so many times his skull was shattered flat into the snow. The girl killed in the loft with a knife, raped before and after.

Kate turned the rest of the pages, unable to stomach the narrative any longer. The last page in the cracked leather was a letter from Judge Charlton Gallagher, magistrate in charge of the inquest into the Corrigan incident. Judge Gallagher explained how he had forced the confessions from the guilty men but scuttled the laws of Middlesex County and buried the truth. The conviction, imprisonment and eventual hanging of nineteen community leaders would be a devastating blow to their small village. Judge Gallagher declared that the Corrigans had brought their fate upon themselves and the town would be a better place without them. In a clandestine ceremony, the magistrate swore the conspirators to secrecy and bartered their freedom in exchange for a tithe from each, to be paid annually on the anniversary of the crime. The monies from these tithes would be put to public works. Digging roads and erecting a proper town hall. A public library and the town square. The guilty men would police themselves in the keeping of the secret tithe, the judge forewarning that if but one defaulted or lapsed in his obligation, all would be exposed and hanged. Judge Gallagher’s letter ended the same as the confessions did, with a plea for mercy from the Almighty.

How could anyone sleep after reading that? Kate downed the rest of the scotch but it did nothing to settle her. She had made a decision and would simply have to live with it now. Like those men all those years ago.

See what tomorrow brings.

Searching for her damn keys, she heard the doors out in the lobby scrape open. She had forgotten to lock it when Jim left.

“Hello?”

No answer, just the click of footfalls on the marble floor. Kate called out again, thinking it must be Jim coming back for more indignation.

A shadow darkened the doorway and within it appeared William Corrigan.

Kate Farrell had seen plenty of scary movies in her time, enough that the word ‘ghost’ flittered across her brain as the man seemed to vapour up out of nothing like some stageshow devil. The man knew how to make an entrance.

Kate held her poker face steady and plucked her keys from her bag. “We’re closed, Mister Corrigan. Any ridiculous complaint you’re here to file will have to wait until Monday.”

Mister Corrigan strode forward, eyes casting crazily about the room. When they settled on her, she saw how bloodshot his eyes were. Drunk. “Where is it?”

“It’s late, Mister Corrigan. And I’m leaving.” She motioned towards the door. “Please don’t make me call security.”

“Jimmy Hawkshaw uncovered the confessions of the men who killed my family,” Corrigan said. He sidestepped the desk. Blocked her path. “He said they were left somewhere safe. That means you.”

“Get out of my office.” Kate lowered her own voice to equal his menace. “Now. Before I call the police.”

Corrigan snatched the phone from its cradle. “Let’s call them. Maybe they can find the evidence you’re hiding.”

She backed up, one hand digging for her cell. “Get the hell out.”

“All I want are the documents.” He scanned the room again. “Where are they?”

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