Leading Liberty [WIP]

I stared at Mr. Conklin with a intense glare. He was everything I hated about slavery. He didn't care for anyone but himself. Money was the only thing that made him happy, even if it meant his happiness came from using other human beings like farm animals. He was one of the few remaining slave owners that still breeded his slaves to sell them.

“You must be the Burr girl,” he growled. His deep voice sounded harsh.

“I am,” I replied. “And your the monster how killed that poor man,” I added.

He smirked. “Hector?” he asked as if he wasn't sure what we were talking about, but it was clear he knew all too well what I meant. “He was just a useless slave.”

I snarled at him. “Slavery is coming to an end, Mr. Conklin,” I barked.

He laughed. “To abolish slavery would be like abolishing the right the bear arms. I doubt I would ever happen,” he replied with a huge, creepy grin.

“Don't be so sure. It's coming whether you like it or not.”

His smile turned to a snarled. “You don't know what you’re talking about. You’re just a silly little girl.”

I stood straight and smirked. “I'm the silly little girl who's cost you a lot of slaves,” I taunted. “And I won't stop helping them get away until I'm dead.”

He returned a wicked smile that sent chills down my back. “That can be arranged.”

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