From Madrid to Darkness: Unlawful Entry

Man narrates his tragic experience of discovered love in Europe, dark threats with a mischievous/unethical cop in the USA, and the resilience of the mind.

Injecting my Green Hornet Olympics-antiterrorism trilogy with one more extra-credit piece, about unlawful entry (evil cops). Happy Saturday, all (thanks for reading), 

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"I found the love of my life while making art in Madrid (Europe), a lovely Spanish lady whom I married, a woman who worked (ironically) as a sculpture-model for artists in Spain (wow). I brought her back to my American Homeland and we settled into my Homeland-Jersey suburbia haven-land home town (Echelon) before everything turned to jitters (Selfie-like)."

SELMA: I remember our days in that Madrid-cafe where we met and fell (art).

ME: Don't worry, wife...I'll discover the mentalism of this bad-policewoman act.

SELMA: The laws of unlawful-entry, particular for cop-behaviors, is USA-ethos!

ME: That's why we've nothing to fear and no need to dwell on Madrid-past now.

SELMA: Who is she, and what does she want with a Spain-love couple, hubby?

ME: Selfie-like.

"The policewoman of evil visage, in-question, a transfer from a big-city, who was demoted and sought to reform her ways and become more small-time (according to her station-chief whom I had to interview post-fear), Officer Charlie, kept snooping around our house and entered one day before Selma (my wife) came home early from her book-club meeting to find the cop-lady wandering around inside. Selma waited until she left. Charlie told her station-chief she had a bad-lead about a potential warrant for a residence constantly with moving people, with doors unlocked, with cocaine-storages. I told her chief that was a life and that Charlie was trying some unlawful-entry 'theater' for some personal indulgence, having read my cyber-blogs about finding European mail-order-brides (Facebook-like)."

CHARLIE: Still like cops, art man?
ME: You shot Selma!

CHARLIE: This night belongs to me, art man.

ME: I'm using my handgun in self-defense now!

CHARLIE: Go ahead, art man...take-chance...I'm suicidal (ha).

ME: Damn you (Selfie-like).

"Charlie bloody-murdered Selma after an unlawful-entry one Saturday midnight. I returned the gesture and killed Charlie point blank with my home-handgun (in self-defense!). I buried my darling Madrid-discovered angel in a local cemetery and promised her I'd write a great American novel about the jellybeans-of-police."

THE END

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)