Green Man Must Pay

by Bill Evans

  Green Man Must Pay

  Bill Evans

  ISBN (Print Edition): 978-1-54396-233-8

  ISBN (eBook Edition): 978-1-54396-234-5

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  Contents

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part one)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part two)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part three)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part four)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part five)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part six)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part seven)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part eight)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part nine)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part ten)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part eleven)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twelve)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part fourteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part fifteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part sixteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part seventeen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part eighteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part nineteen)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty one)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty two)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty three)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty four)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty five)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty six)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty seven)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty eight)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part twenty nine)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty one)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty two)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty three)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty four)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty five)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty six)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty seven)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty eight)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part thirty nine)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part forty)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part forty one)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part forty two)

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY(part forty three)

  Greetings Gregor fans! Heeeee’s back.

  After numerous complaints from my readers (most audibly and notably, my Aunt Janet), I have been strongly urged to write a follow-up to G:THE STORY OF A MADMAN. Gregor’s fans demanded more. In the first work, I have been accused of “leaving my readers hanging”; which of course was very much my intention.

  For those of you not familiar with G: THE STORY OF A MADMAN, I’ve pulled a snippet of the promo ad.

  “If there were such a thing as karma, Gregor would say he had it—bad karma. His mental illness has been present practically since birth. During early childhood, Gregor already knows he’s different. As he grows to be an adult, those differences become violently apparent. He is a monster born, not made, and his extremely disturbed mental state is a thing of nightmares.

  Told in a series of chilling vignettes, G: The Story of a Madman is a character study of one man’s descent into pure evil. It begins with “Baby G,” a tale of Gregor’s upbringing. A few years later, run into him again in “Friends.” Next, follow Gregor to New York City as he escapes his history to start anew in the Big Apple. Finally, the “Psycho G” series takes readers deepest into the darkness of this antihero.”

  “For author Bill Evans, writing is the priceless ability to show the things we dare not think or say in real life. It is a pure art form that reflects the truth of the human condition, no matter how dark and deviant. The stories in G do not pull any punches as Gregor grows to become the monster in all our minds and openly portrays the horrors we refuse to accept.”

  Sit back, relax, and enjoy our “protagonist” Gregor, as he attempts to thwart the sinister efforts of the sinisterly heinous (and perhaps alter ego?) criminal known as Green Man.

  Oh yeah-one more thing. When you sleep tonight, it’s probably a good idea to leave the lights on.

  Hauntingly yours,

  Bill Evans

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY

  (part one)

  “Yes, I know he’s certifiably insane. Yes, of course he is a danger to himself and others. I understand that. But why does he have to be my problem?”

  Dr. Horatio Coy, head administrator of the Cogan County Mental Facility was not pleased. Gregor could hear the echoes of the doctor’s vociferous objections cascading down the marble hallway. Gregor was helplessly strapped to a hospital gurney near the admissions elevator on the seventh floor of the unit. Two gruff orderlies stood passively on either side of the gurney. They were clad in the typical garb of ‘uneducated flunkies’. The white t-shirts and accompanying white slacks and canvas shoes gave them the sterile look that permeated the seventh floor. The flickering fluorescent lights and bleach scrubbed patient rooms wreaked of ammonia and only added to the ambiance…the ambiance of despair and hopelessness.

  Gregor could not refrain from smiling. He was home.

  _____

  Gregor looked with doe-like innocence at the two overgrown aides straddling him on either side. Neither seemed to react. Nonplussed, he turned his head to the orderly to his right. “Ben” was prominently displayed on his nametag in bold black block print lettering. Gregor lowered his eyes and became fixated on a small red stain on the distended stomach area of the stoic aide’s t-shirt.

  “Hey Benji, was the lasagna good? I’m partial to it myself, and think it makes an excellent entrée for lunchtime fare.”

  “Shaddup smart ass,” the orderly snapped tersely.

  “So very sorry Benji. I’m just trying to make conversation in lieu of and in spite of the precarious and apprehensive environment.”

  The orderly on the other side chortled with a restrained laughter. Ben growled.

  “Damn Big Ben, that boy sure does have two lips…just like they said. I think it’s funny as shit that he called you Benji…just like that there dog in the movies.”

  Ben’s face turned a crimson red

  “We got orders not to talk to this little dung head Darnell. So don’t encourage him, and don’t piss me off. It’s always a mistake to piss me off. If anybody ought to know that, it should be you.”

  “Aw shucks, Darnell didn’t mean nuthin by it,” Gregor interjected in a mock southern drawl. “He was just tryin to…”

  “Shut up,” both orderlies shouted, almost in unison. Gregor clammed up immediately.

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY

  (part two)

  “OK boys, unstrap the patient. However, keep a close eye on him. He is a cagey one. Do not let your guard down for a second. Keep a heightened sense of awareness throughout the interview process.”

  Dr. Pricener’s orders were succinct and clear to the two aides assigned to Gregor. As required by federal law, all psychiatric patients are required to undergo an admissions interview prior to assignment on the reclusive seventh floor of the psychiatric ward. This interview was integral regarding the process of assessment, admissibility, propen
sity for violence, level of psychosis-and the like.

  Gregor waited patiently outside the interview room. Of course, he really had no choice but to wait patiently in that he was securely strapped onto the hospital patient gurney. To his delight, the restraints would be removed shortly. Then the fun and games would begin.

  _____

  Gregor was roughly “escorted” into the interview room by the two thugs posing as orderlies. He was pulled across the room and shoved roughly down into a sturdy wooden chair, which was built more for durability and not comfort. The doctor would be in shortly.

  Now follow the script, Gregor reminded himself. Stay calm. Do not get emotional. Concentrate. This is going to be a challenge.

  Gregor then burst into laughter at his own joke.

  As if I could actually “be” emotional, he mused to himself.

  _____

  Dr. Joseph D. “Jody” Pricener was the Cogan County Health System admissions director. The Harvard educated doctor possessed impeccable credentials as a board certified M.D. in the State of Vermont. He also possessed a Ph.D in Biophysics with a concentration in Neurology from Johns Hopkins University. Dr.Pricener interned under the tutelage of the world-renowned heart and lung surgeon, Dr. Clinton McMaster. He later assisted Dr. Dennis Kelly and helped co-author the controversial book Techniques of Psycho-Therapy Involving the Criminally Insane; much of which was based on what is now considered outdated theories espoused heartily by Kelly at the time. Pricener however continued to argue that the theories were far from outmoded, and in fact, he could theoretically predict with 90 per cent accuracy, the actions of a psychologically disturbed criminal. Despite some objections from a handful of concerned seasoned medical professionals on the State Board of Regents, the ambitious Dr. Pricener rose quickly in the hierarchy of his profession.

  The reputation of Dr. Pricener preceded him as a “no-nonsense” director. He was often known to take a firm if not sometimes harsh stance against troublesome patients. Dr. Pricener also happened to be a very close friend and trusted colleague to the facility director, Dr.Horatio Coy. Both doctors had been quietly accused of collusion in the past. Of course, this was spoken about in hushed tones, as there was little evidence to back up such claims. These two doctors formed a powerful and feared alliance that bullied and intimidated any who opposed them. The fact that Dr. Pricener was specifically requested for this particular admissions interview would probably not bode well for Gregor.

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY

  (part three)

  Gregor loved challenges.

  After all, life would be boring without them. Gregor did not like to be bored. Sometimes he would take the necessary steps to avoid being swallowed up in the mundane existence of everyday affairs. Gregor was vibrant and full of life. There was no reason, or excuse, not to embrace the wonders that this world afforded. Life was meant to be lived.

  The problem with life however was that it was fraught with challenges. Gregor didn’t usually worry about life’s roadblocks. His superior intellect navigated him beautifully through the perils that fate often laid before him. Problems that overwhelmed others, only made Gregor stronger and wiser. Gregor viewed challenges more as a silly or obnoxious riddle, rather than something that should cause anxiety or grief.

  This situation was different. Inside of Gregor, a sixth sense warned him to take this next challenge more seriously. Gregor generally trusted his gut reactions.

  Gregor shrugged and allowed all emotion to drain away. He sat and waited. Dr. Pricener would be in shortly.

  _____

  Breaking the silence, was a slight humming or buzzing noise. What was it? Gregor looked up and noticed a black bloated horsefly hovering just overhead of the orderly stationed to his left. It seemed to swoon back and forth some three to four inches above the head of the unobservant aide. The orderly to Gregor’s right seemed equally nonobservant. Maybe neither man really cared one way or the other about the insect. Gregor however, was spellbound. The movements of the disgusting oversized insect mesmerized him.

  Right, then left…up, then down. It soared back and forth like a hypnotic metronome.

  Suddenly, just like a WW2 flying ace dive-bomber, the horsefly seemed to zero-in on his target. Gregor followed the circling ambling flight movements with his eyes. The insect swooned round and round in dizzying fashion. Without notice, the trickster horsefly dove sharply downward in a rush. Gregor could see the black streaking blur coming right at him. The fly alit deftly onto the top of Gregor’s forehead. He did not move. After sensing a few ticklish steps, Gregor felt the sharp sting of the winged insects’ bite. Gregor continued to sit stoically without any reaction, and said nothing.

  Gregor admired the fly. They had much in common. Both were free spirits who loved to soar. Both were independent. Both were annoyances to those around them. Now that the insect had bitten him, they were brothers in blood. A bond was formed. A loving friendship. A commonality of spirit. Gregor loved his new friend.

  Of course, Green Man would have reacted differently. Green Man would have taken offense. Green Man would have exacted revenge.

  A shiver shot down Gregor’s spine. The mere thought of Green Man frightened Gregor.

  Thank goodness, Gregor was not anything like the sinister criminal and renowned serial killer known to all… as Green Man.

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY

  (part four)

  The tall, well-muscled and dynamic Dr. Pricener strode confidently into the interview room. The orderlies noticeably stiffened as if snapping to attention. The self-assured doctor strode purposefully to his large desk positioned strategically next to the far wall. The doctor seemed to intentionally avoid eye contact with all who were present in the room. He swiftly sat in the high backed swivel chair behind his desk and immediately looked down at a clipboard with important looking forms attached to it. Gregor and the two orderlies were frozen in silence. After a few moments, the doctor looked up. He showed a forced smile that Gregor immediately recognized as inauthentic. Nobody said a word. It was up to the doctor to start the process. No one dared say anything until the doctor spoke.

  “So…Gregor.” The doctor finally uttered, then paused. “May I call you by your first name? I’m hoping to keep things informal.”

  “Ahhh, errr…sure doctor,” Gregor agreed. “How should I address you, doctor?”

  “Oh yeah-for the sake of protocol, let’s keep my name at Doctor Pricener. I think it would only be proper. You do want to accord me the respect I deserve; isn’t that correct Gregor?”

  So, this is not going to be as cozy as anticipated, Gregor thought to himself. O.K.,fine. Game on!

  “As you wish Dr. Pricener,” Gregor replied with courteous graciousness.

  _____

  “So tell me Gregor, what is it that brings you here to our facility?”

  Oh, come on Dr. Pricener. You can do better. What kind of opening question is that supposed to be? Gregor thought.

  “I wasn’t feeling well Dr. Pricener,” Gregor replied with a bit of shakiness added to the voice for effect. He then continued, trying to appear as humble as possible. “I felt as if I were going to hurt myself-and perhaps others too. I thought it prudent to notify the authorities. I did so in as expeditious manner as possible. So, voila-here I am.”

  That “standard” answer would suffice for the opening salvo. Gregor had now clearly won round one-at least in his own mind. This simple yet effective answer would “paint the doctor into a corner” so to speak. Gregor knew how the system worked. It would force the doctor to admit Gregor for a stay in the institution for a minimum of seven days. Seven days would allow Gregor sufficient time to lay his trap. Gregor would outsmart them all-yet again. Despite his contradictory outward appearance, Gregor exuded great confidence inwardly.

  _____

  Dr. Pricener tapped his pencil and frowned while staring down at his records. He was l
ost in deep thought. All was silent except for the distant sound of a ticking clock. Surprisingly, Gregor had not noticed the clock until that moment. How unusual. Gregor always noticed such things, and took pride in his ability to be mindful of his surroundings. Surely, Gregor was not losing his edge. Was he?

  Dr. Pricener suddenly looked up and beamed a toothy smile at Gregor. Unlike his earlier smile, this was an authentic smile, a smile of pure delight. He apparently had just experienced some kind of joyous epiphany. Gregor felt very uncomfortable. Gregor looked into Dr. Pricener’s eyes. The doctor did not break eye contact and just stared back in silence. Gregor knew this to be an obvious attempt to wrestle back control.

  After a moment, Gregor decided to be prudent He would be the first to look away.

  Neither man said a word. Gregor knew he should remain silent. He wanted to stay silent. He fought the urge to speak up. The internal struggle was great.

  Finally, Gregor thought he had better utter something to break this uncomfortable stalemate.

  “Errr…is there a problem doctor?”

  GREEN MAN MUST PAY

  (part five)

  “Preposterous! Outrageous! I will not entertain this recommendation a moment further,” a flabbergasted and almost speechless Dr. Coy responded to the unflappable Dr. Pricener.

  The very notion that Gregor would be allowed to stay at his hospital for an indefinite period of time was unthinkable. Dr. Coy would not be outwitted yet again by the cunning and manipulative mental patient. Gregor may not stay!

  Dr. Pricener had different plans. Gregor was a “once in a lifetime” dream for any psychoanalyst. Neanderthals like Dr. Coy would never understand. A very special intricately complex highly intelligent sociopathic mind like that of Gregor should be cherished. His speech, actions, reactions, should be extensively measured and catalogued. Major medical breakthroughs regarding psychosis in relation to the frontal cortex and its relationship to the hypothalamus could be garnered from a patient such as Gregor.