Garia Jacose looked at the clock above the door to her room. Tick tock tick tock it went. She looked at her desk. The radio sat there blaring the same news of the upcoming elections in a few months. It reminded her, that she has no time, that soon she would finish her second term as President and be forced into the streets.
Of course, she had no issues with that. As President, she was expected to resign her office willingly. However, Garia had felt something had bothered her, for the past few days as election campaigns began. She wasnt able to fathom what was wrong. She turned in her chair and gazed out the window behind her.
Cars moved slowly down the street, as pedestrians walked and shouted at each other. Manaiya had recently declared itself independent, and things had gone smoothly. Garia was the second President of the nation, and her second term had began to reach its conclusion. It seemed she wouldnt be able to leave her office with a peace of mind.
Garia looked at the radio and sighed, before reaching over her desk and switching the channel. She listened. The radio was now talking of the recent bill that had passed, where taxes were slightly decreased for the rich and increased for the poor. Only am insignificant amount, to be fair, so no one really worried at what this new law meant in the future.
Garia listened as the radio stated who had voted on the new law. She subconsciously realized that almost half the names who voted for the bill are people who regularly voted for these type of bills. The ones that were focused on the betterment of the rich. Garia stared at the radio for a moment. Then she leaned forward in her chair and laid her head down.
Corruption . That was what had been bothering her for the past month. The Parliament was corrupt. It wasnt a secret either, multiple members present and past had been known to accept bribes and such. But this changed everything for the worse. If things went the way they did , Manaiya would soon have a ruling class using the spoils from the broken working class in a matter of years.
She pushed her head against her desk. It was also her fault that these laws passed. Garia had promised to work for all Manaiyans, and here she was signing laws that benefited the rich. The only way she was different from the Parliament was that she realized her crimes. They did not.
For a moment, she asked herself if she really had to do anything. In her heart though, she realized that she had to. She couldnt trust the task to the next President. There really was no choice in the matter. The question was how would she accomplish the task. Garia somehow had to purge the Parliament of its corruption. She couldnt just call a referendum, she would then loose her seat to the Presidency. Leagally, the corrupt members of Parliament were doing nothing wrong and were law-abiding citizens. She had to get rid of them through other means.
Get rid of them. Garia then knew the perfect solution. Kill them off, one by one. It definetly wasnt conventional, and probably can be done unnoticed. After killing a few, the rest would know who the other targets were, and force themselves to resign, or die. The threat of death would stop corruption from spreading much further in Parliament, and soon decrease it to a minimum.
Of course if she was found out, she would spend the rest of her life in prison. Even if she wasnt going to do the actual killing, she would be held responsible for their murders.
But as her father used to quote from their old radio set,
Sometimes you gotta do wrong to make things right.