Chapter 1
Davey felt nothing but happiness and relief when he put ‘The Brunette Torturer’ behind bars. He was
even more excited when he was given the death sentence. In Davey’s mind the case was over. He
looked at mounted folders of victims ‘The BT’ had captured and mutilated, the countless notes ‘The
BT’ had sent to victimise the families as well and the board with all the evidence.
Davey started pulling all the evidence of the board, he should have been ecstatic but one thing
haunted him, Julie DuPree, she had been missing out of Boston for four years, around the time ‘The
BT’ started killing, she had been exactly his type, brunette slender and in her young thirties. As
Davey was remembering this, his mind swept over to Todd, Todd was Julie’s fiancé, the love of her
life so Todd had said. These thoughts brought him back to the first time he had met Todd. Todd was
standing in front of the counter screaming at Lt. Samuels and Davey knew straight away that
someone very close to him was gone.
“My Julie, she’s gone… she’s missing” Todd repeated. Lt Samuels was beginning to get anxious and it
was then that she motioned Davey towards her. Davey’s speed quickened when Todd put a hand on
Lt. Samuels. Davey put his now trembling hand on Todd's back and he wasn’t surprised when it was
shrugged off, sympathy didn’t get you anywhere with victims male relatives,
“Sir, would you come through here please” Davey said more an order than a question,
“Who the hell are you?” Todd looked at Davey with nothing but hatred and anger,
“My name is Vance, Detective Vance but you may call me Davey”
“Well… Davey… are you going to find my Julie?”
“I’m going to try” Davey said, Todd followed Davey's original order and walked into a small but
formal interview room.
“When did Julie…” Davey said waiting for Todd to finish Julie's name for him,
“DuPree” Todd said,
“When did Julie DuPree go missing?”
“Two days ago, I waited the appropriate amount of time before I came to the police… what if she is
hurt or worse… dead”
“When was the last time you saw Julie? What was she wearing?”
“Um… about three days ago, I was out at my bachelor party and Julie was at her hens, I called
around at her friends but they said that she went home, she wasn’t feeling well, and she was
wearing… um… I think a pink low cut dress… I'm sorry I don’t know anymore… I just…”
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“That’s fine, what can you tell me about her mood? Was she happy or was she sad?”
“She was… happy, excited even, we were supposed to get married tomorrow” and Todd began to
sob beyond belief. When he finally calmed down Davey got back to questioning,
“Who was she with at her hen’s party?”
“A few of her closest friends… um… I could get you the guest list if you like”
“That would be great thankyou”
“Do you remember anything else?”
“I just remember the last thing she said to me”
“What was that?”
“I love you”
The touch of Lt. Samuels's hand jerked him back to reality, they had never found Julie's body, that
was the thought that always haunted Davey, the fact that they never found her, but if his profile was
right, Julie was long gone, dead to the world, lying in a gutter somewhere.
“Need any help?” Lt. Samuels put one hand on his. Lt. Samuels had an attraction to Davey; it was
obvious to everyone, except Davey.
“No thankyou Lt. Samuels I think I have it all down pat” Davey said without even looking at her,
“Call me Charlotte” Lt. said,
“Are you sure?”
“Of course” Charlotte said, Davey stared at her, he wasn’t sure if she was toying with him or being
truthful,
“Honest” she cupped his face with her hands and her breath lingered with his, then without warning
she made an advance at him, Davey had let it happen, it was the first time he had disobeyed the law
but it had been a long time, she started to feel up his legs and towards his pants, Davey pulled away,
“That’s enough” Davey said as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“What’s the matter, you scared?”
“No, but I would rather not fraternise with the employees”
“You had no problem kissing me”
“That was different”
“How?”
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“It just was.”
“Fine” Charlotte said and she wiped her hands on the back of her pants, “Davey?”
“Yes?” Davey heaved a sigh
“I really like you, I really do” Charlotte replied “And when you are ready I would really like to have a
relationship with you” and then she left the room.
Why did it have to be her? They had worked together for years and now she wants to be with him,
why? That just put a damper on his day.
He put the remainders of the evidence in the box that he had. Why had life become so complicated
for him? The thought flew threw his mind once again and the thought was of Julie.
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Chapter 2
Charlotte looked at Davey with anger and hatred but also with love. She didn’t understand why she
had been feeling this way, but she wasn’t scared, she had felt this way before, but it was more than
obvious that Davey had been scared. Davey hadn’t said more than two words to her since their
encounter and she doubted that he would for a long time.
“Have you heard?”
“Heard what?”
“Detective Vance is holding a meeting”
“Am I invited?” Charlotte said sarcastically,
“Of course that’s why I am over here,”
“He didn’t want to come himself? Why is that?”
“He said he had to round up the rest of the team”
“Sure” Charlotte said but all she could think of was ‘hypocrite’
Charlotte walked into the conference room; it was a large room with red walls and a pine table. She
looked up and down. Davey hadn’t arrived yet. That made her relax a little bit. It had been extremely
embarrassing when Davey had shrugged her off and she had spent the past night crying about it, but
she was no fool, she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of doing it again.
“Good afternoon”
Everyone’s eyes gazed to Davey as he had just entered the room. Even Charlotte's,
“I really wish I didn’t have to say this but… the brunette torturer has…” Davey stood there stunned,
“He has escaped”
Shock ran through the room at top speed
Was this a prank? No the look in Davey’s eyes told her that it was true.
“But how could that be?” words shot out of Charlotte's mouth before she realised what was
happening,
“I'm not sure… but you all have to be careful, he knows who you are, you are the people who
brought him down and he is bound to want revenge… thankyou”
“Thankyou” Davey said as Todd shook with fear. The only thought running through his mind was
Julie; Davey had seen it many times before. Julie was the second victim of the brunette torturer; the
other was a well-loved drama teacher with everything to look forward to, Julie was much the same,
she had a fiancé, was about to finish her last year of college to become a female nurse, both of these
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woman were low risk victims, Davey looked up from the victims folders, this couldn’t be a
coincidence, his eyes were exhausted as he tried to focus on the evidence, it was all a blur.
Davey put his glasses down on the table and yawned if he didn’t get a good night sleep he would be
a danger for his whole team. He chuckled as he thought of the last time he hadn’t gotten any sleep;
he had fallen asleep in the middle of a very important meeting, it was funny to think about now but
it almost got him fired. All he could think about was the look in Todd's face when he had come in to
see him.
Lt. Samuels's was standing in the door way in his office when he looked up,
“Something wrong?”
“No just thinking about the case”
“What case?”
“Two brunettes captured from Boston area, same physical appearance, both well-loved”
“Need any help?”
“No, but if I do I will call you” Davey put on a fake smile as he watched Lt. Samuels leave the room.
Davey had decided that enough was enough and that he was going home, he could work on the case
tomorrow.
“Hey” Charlotte said as she entered his office, “You ok?”
“I just thought after searching for five years for this killer it was all over”
“I know… but now people know who he is they are going to stop him…”
“We don’t even know who he is… we caught him by coincidence remember?”
“Sure… I remember”
“I think I would rather be left alone”
“But…”
“No buts, I want to be left alone.”
“Fine… we’ll talk later ok?”
“Sure…”
Charlotte wasn’t convinced that they would talk but she had something more important in mind,
catching ‘The Brunette Torturer’
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Barry looked out of the window of the run down van; it was good to be home. After his escape from
prison he stole a van and trailed all the way back to where it all began, Boston. Little did the police
know Barry had kept a captive, underneath the stairs at his old mansion. She was a beauty, his
favourite capture ever. Every time he had tried to kill her he couldn’t, that angered him and he
usually took his anger out on his other victim. Barry couldn’t wait to get back to his mansion he had
always expected the best. He was a rich child and inherited a lot of money when his parents passed
away in the fall.
He chuckled as he decided on his next victim. A brunette, of course, he got onto his computer and
typed in his password, the computer grumbled into action. Barry searched his audacious list and
finally he found his next victim, Charee Volcom, he searched the internet for more information, she
was a sixth grade math teacher and tutor, ‘stupid woman’ Barry thought, all her details were on the
internet, he jotted all her details on a piece of paper he had gotten from his note pad. Once he was
finished he grabbed out all the photos from the drawer, all were his precious little princesses. He
chuckled again remembering how he killed every one. He then saw Julie’s; he had given her food for
a month when he knew that the police were onto him. He began to run down the stairs and to the
closet Julie was in, it had a secret chamber in the back of it. Barry unlocked the door; Julie sat there
half-conscious but still could hear his voice,
“My sweet queen, I'm back”
Davey poured himself another cup of coffee to wake himself up; he hadn’t slept much the night
before, only maybe two or three hours. Charlotte was lingering around him like a bad smell; he took
a deep breath and then turned around to face her,
“Hello Davey”
“Charlotte” Davey didn’t want to speak to her but he was her partner so he was obliged to
“How are you?”
“Fine“
“Look about the other night”
“Let’s just forget it ever happened”
Charlotte nodded, Davey could see in her eyes that she wanted to talk to him but he didn’t want to
talk, he didn’t want them to be exposed and for everyone to find out what happened between them,
what happened behind closed doors.
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Chapter 3
Barry could hear the muffled screams behind the duct tape he had put on Julie’s mouth, it made him
feel alive, but one thing edged him… why couldn’t he kill her? It must be her effortless beauty and
her defined curves, just the thought of her gave him an erection. He walked slowly over to her; her
eyes were full of fear and hatred.
“Look at you…” he said as he stroked her cheek “I will soon find another princess for us, she will be
our soul mate”
Julie muffled a few more words before; once again, she passed out. Barry got up from kneeling next
to her. He had never raped any victims; it never gave him as much pleasure as watching the look in
their eyes when he strangled them to death with his bare hands, sometimes he used a rope, but
strangling gave him the most amount of pleasure than any other technique had.
As he dusted of his hands he left the closet under the stairs and went upstairs to his study, he had
worked out a lot of Charee's schedule and was ready for the attack, the one time he could get her
alone would be to schedule a meeting for tutoring, he chuckled as he worked out how and when he
was going to capture Charee, he wanted it to be perfect.
“Charee?”
“Yes this is she, how may I help you”
“I’d like to set up an appointment for my daughter to be tutored”
“How does tomorrow sound?”
“Fantastic”
“About 4?”
“That is fine, thank you Charee”
“My pleasure”
Barry thought about her voice, the subtle tone, the way she slurred the end of her words, everything
was perfect. Barry felt something spectacular.
“Another princess to set before the queen”
Charlotte looked outside the window; it was beginning to get quite warm in Boston, something that
didn’t usually happen. She sighed, why did she have to fall in love with Davey? It was quite clear that
he would never love anyone but his job, and kissing him just made him despise her more. Why oh
why had she kissed him? She looked over at the clock it was only 4:30 am but she couldn’t sleep,
thoughts of Davey just kept seeping into her mind, she knew that he would never love her, that the
only reason he returned her kiss was because he hadn’t been kissed in a long time. Charlotte kept
tossing and turning for the rest of the night. She got no sleep at all.
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“Morning Detective”
“Morning Lt.”
“Any news on The BT”
“None yet, but I have my best agents on the job”
“Not me?”
“You were late in… I didn’t want to hassle you from your rest”
“Fine… anything I can do?”
“Not at this minute… just keep going through the files… I’ll let you know if anything comes up”
Charlotte couldn’t stop wondering how long what happened between them was going to interfere
with their working relationship, she decided to talk to her about it,
“Detective?”
“Mmhm…” Davey looked up from the paper work, “Ah… Lt. Samuels just the person I wanted to
see…”
“Oh… I told you to call me Charlotte” Davey gave her a menacing stare and she got the message loud
and clear,
“I need to talk to you about the case”
“Yes… what about it?”
“Another girl has gone missing; from the Boston area… it’s our guy…”
“So that makes it…”
“Forty three, I know”
“I’ll go round up the team…”
“No, I will… they are my team…”
“Are you ever going to get over what happened?”
“Sure, I have… haven’t you?” and with that Davey departed the room, Charlotte wanted nothing
more than to be held by Davey, to be wanted, to be ravished, but all she got was hatred and regret
on his behalf.
“I have brought you your new princess, my queen”
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Julie had just woken up from her third nap, she was weak and she hadn’t seen daylight for over four
years. She could feel the heavy chains around her hands and feet, she had been beaten and battered
but was never killed. The evil man, as Julie had come to know him by, flicked on the light, it was a
dim light but she could see that he had once again brought her another girl; she was fighting just as
Julie had when he first brought her to the cupboard under the stairs. The evil man took off the duct
tape on her mouth just as he had many times before, the most terrible part was that she had to talk
to the new victim,
“SPEAK” the evil man said as he kicked Julie in her side,
“H…h…hello”
“Who are you? Where am I? What is going on here?”
“My name is…” she felt her head go dizzy again and once again he kicked her in the side, “Julie… you
are safe now…”
The crude man left the room leaving the two girls to talk,
“How long have you been here?”
“I'm not sure… what’s the date?”
“The 14th of April”
“What’s the year” Julie gulped hard anxious to know but scared as well
“2012”
“Then… a little over four years…”
Julie could hear as the new woman gasped.
“My name is Charee… does he always keep his victims that long?”
“No… I have been the first one… you will be killed in less than two weeks”
The chains were really tight, Charee searched around the just lit room for a way out, nothing showed
it was about to give way. Charee looked at Julie, she was a wreck, dirt devoured what probably was a
beautiful woman and her hair was extremely greasy.
“How…” Charee gulped as she asked the question, “How do you know that?”
“He has killed off all the other victims in that time period…” she could hear Julie gasping for air, “He
makes me watch…” once again Julie gasped for air “I try to turn away, but he has my head…”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to explain” Charee managed the sentence, something caught her attention
though, it was that they were both brunette, that has to be some sort of signature, Charee was not a
detective but she had studied psychology for most of year ten and was determined to make sure if
she got out of there alive she would tell the police,
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“We are both brunettes” Charee said to Julie as she was realising it,
“Tell me… have all the other victims been brunettes?”
“I… I don’t know, it has been quite some time… yes I think so”
“Good… what is another pattern?”
“Slender?” came a silent but distinct voice from Julie,
“We are both slender… why yes, we are”
“I…” Julie began to say but she passed out, Charee could tell because her head rolled to the side and
her eyes fell shut. ‘What had he done to her?’ Charee kept thinking. The door was flung open and
there stood the man, the most evil man of all. Her captor.
“Coffee?” Davey said offering the pot to Charlotte,
“No thankyou I don’t want to be in your way”
“Get off it Charlotte”
“You called me Charlotte, I'm not sure whether to be flattered or insulted”
“Flatter yourself all you like but that my dear was an insult”
“Davey…”
“Let me stop you right there, you call me Detective Vance while we are at work or you will be fired
do I make myself clear?”
“Yes”
Davey took the coffee pot into the conference room and placed it down at the end of the table,
“Good morning everyone, I’ve called this meeting to talk about the brunette torturer… last night
around 4pm he took another victim, brunette, slender well-loved, it’s him. She was taken from her
home in East Boston, apparently she had tutoring lessons all afternoon, at 4pm she had one with a
man named… Jackson Withers with his daughter Katelyn”
“The names mean nothing, they are merely alias’s”
“Very true, I just thought they were important… I have called the FBI back into the case… I expect
you all to be on your best behaviours, thankyou”
“Julie?” Julie heard her name from a distance, but she didn’t want to wake up, she would rather just
lie there until she died but she had to help Charee, if her life depended on it,
“Mmm…”
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“Julie, wake up”
“What?”
“You’ve been passed out for over sixteen hours; you need to wake up…”
“Ok” she forced herself to bring her body up the brick walls; they had to figure out a way to get out
of there, an escape plan,
“Just before you passed out… do you remember our conversation?”
“Sure… we were talking about our similarities…” Julie gasped for air again “You said brunette, I said
slender….” She gasped once again for air “But none of that matters, we are going to die here…”
“I can't let that happen…” but as if on cue her torturer arrived in the room,
“Who are you?”
“I am a mere peasant helping out my queen, you are the princess, and if you are disrespectful to the
queen she will demand for me to kill you”
“Wh…What?”
“Behave” he said in an angry voice, Julie couldn’t believe that he was back again, after an extremely
long time. What had he been doing? “My queen, your princess is ripe, shall I strangle her now?”
“No… don’t strangle her ever…”
“Ah… you always say that, but I can see in your eyes when you want them dead…”
“But I don’t” Julie spluttered between coughs
“My queen I shall leave you two alone but come sunrise I will make sure this little princess is dead”
and he shut the door,
“Has he…” Julie said as she coughed “Has he taken you into the red room?”
“What red room?”
“The room where he…” she wheezed this time “Takes the photographs”
“How do you know about that?”
“I’ve been here four years… I know what goes on around here”
“He took me into it last night…” Charee began to sob uncontrollably “Why did he call you his
queen?”
“I don’t… know” Julie wheezed, she got up and reached for the glass of water with her dinner, she
gulped a little of it down, she then looked at her plate, there was barely enough there for her to
survive one day, but she had reshined it out.
“And… why did he call me your princess?”
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“I don’t know…” and Julie began to pass out again,
“NO…NO JULIE WAKE UP!”
“Ah… the time has come…”
“No… not now… you have to wait for Julie to wake up… she would want to see it….”
“Hmm… I suppose a couple more hours won't hurt” and then he walked over to Julie and kissed her
softly on the cheek,
“This one…” is all he said before he left the room,
Charee made her way over to Julie by heaving the heavy chains behind her,
“Julie… you have to save me…” and with that Charee pulled Julie onto her letting her head rest on
her shoulders, “I'm not ready to die…”
“Dav… Detective Vance please talk to me…”
“Yes… Lt. Samuels? What is it you want?”
“To say that I am sorry for what happened and to say that I won't tell anyone and that…”
“Don’t worry about it I have been a bit of a… bastard to you about it I'm sorry if you would like you
can call me Davey again…”
“Thanks” Charlotte began to form in a wide grin; well they were talking that is a start,
“So… what do we have on the latest victim?”
“A lot, her family weren’t hesitant about giving information out” Davey said “She was a well-loved
music teacher, 23 years old, very slender, apparently just come out of an anorexia state. I think the
rest of the information is not in relevance”
“What do you want me to do?”
“You can fly with me over to East Boston, to find out how he broke in, it might be of relevance”
“Fine, Davey?”
“Yes”
“You are a great detective, I admire you”
“Why… thankyou” Davey had the cheekiest grin on his face, he wanted to be with Charlotte but
something inside of him told him not too.
“The jet is waiting for us”
“Fine, I will just go pack an overnight bag…”
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“No need, we won't be staying long”
Chapter 4
Barry looked at the computer screen; he could see Julie and Charee through the camera that he had
placed so he got the ultimate satisfaction. He wanted to touch Charee, feel the life run out of her
beautiful body, but he had to wait, had to wait for the perfect time. He closed the window on the
computer and began looking for a new princess, someone just as beautiful as Julie, but finding one
as perfect as Julie was impossible. He searched his spectacular list and finally he found a new
princess, Jackie Turnocoff, 23 years old, just out of college and becoming a female nurse. Barry
printed out her photo, and found where she worked, he laughed as he thought of her fear in her
eyes when he captured her,
‘At last… another sweet princess for her queen”
Barry chuckled to himself as he thought of exactly how he was going to capture and kill Jackie, he
felt himself harden at the thought of her naked body lying dead on the floor, this would be his best
kill yet. Stupidly he got caught last time, drinking coffee at a local coffee shop, but this time he would
be more careful he couldn’t risk it happening again. His house was extremely deserted, on the
outskirts of Boston, he had an old van that he had bought when he was in his early twenties and had
used it ever since. Barry decided to check up on the girls and maybe take Charee for her last trip to
the red room, he couldn’t believe how hard he felt just thinking of the things that he did in that
room, beating the princesses was his favourite part and in his mind it was Julie's to. He had a fear of
killing Julie, she was the only one that he had this particular feeling with, he couldn’t figure out why
and that is why she is his queen. He loved watching the life leave his victims eyes, the hatred they
had for him, and nothing felt better.
Barry stomped down the stairs carrying a rope in his hand; if he couldn’t manage killing her with his
bare hands he used the rope. He opened the closet under the stairs with his key and opened the
secret compartment, the closet was small but the secret compartment was bigger.
“Your time is up” he said chuckling to himself
“No… please no… I will do anything, just don’t kill me”
“I DECIDE WHEN YOU DIE!” He unlocked her chains and grabbed her by her hair, she struggled trying
to get free but nothing was going to save her now
“JULIE, DON’T LET ME DIE”
“Don’t… kill her… she hasn’t been mean to me” Julie wheezed trying to speak “Please… for me”
Barry looked from Julie to Charee; he could see in Julie's eyes that she wanted her to be killed,
“My sweet queen, you may watch”
“I…DON’T… WANT… TO… WATCH” Julie finally managed to get out before she grabbed her water
and gulped some of it down, “Please…” but her pleas weren’t enough because before she knew it he
was taking her chains off and was dragging her and Charee towards the red room,
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“Her time has come” he said as they got in the red room, still holding Julie's hair he chained Charee
to the wall and after that he chained Julie up on the opposite side and put her head in a large steel
frame making it impossible for her to move. He grabbed out the rope from his pocket and placed it
near Charee she threw it at him, he growled and smacked her across the face with the back of his
hand, she flung her hand straight to her face and began to sob, she was about to meet her doom.
She put her hand in the air as if to say mercy, she looked at Julie one last time Julie was sobbing
again as she always did, she watched as the life ran out of Charee’s body, she couldn’t help herself
the tears just kept flowing,
“Wasn’t that fun my queen?”
“NO…” Julie wheezed
“If you say it was fun I will refill your glass of water?”
“Fine… it was… fun” Julie got out trying not to cry, it wasn’t fun, it tormented her but if she got more
water to help her survive these cruel conditions then so be it,
“Ah… there you are, I knew that you would like this one” Julie coughed; she couldn’t believe that she
had just said that, it hurt her to have to play his silly games, she wanted to go home, be with her
fiancé but of course that wasn’t to happen, Julie sighed, ‘one day’ she thought.
Davey looked at the lifeless body that once belonged to Charee Volcom, once again she had been
strangled,
“His time period is shortening” Davey said to Charlotte as he walked away from her,
“Yes, but that could also be a good thing” Davey looked at Charlotte confused so she continued “He
probably will stuff it up soon”
“So what? Now we wait?”
“Of course not… but if he stuffs up soon we will be able to find him.”
Davey looked back at Charee Volcom, what was he going to tell this girls family? The best news is
that she wasn’t sexually abused but it was obvious that she was physically abused. She had bruises
all over her body, her head was severely traumatised and she was parched and famished. Davey
couldn’t stand the smell of her dead body even after spending five years in his job, he never got used
to it.
“It must have been a traumatic week” Davey said to Charlotte,
“Yes… it must have been,” Charlotte wanted to touch Davey, wanted to hold him tight and tell him
that it was all going to be okay, that they were going to catch the brunette torturer but she wasn’t
sure that they would, they had been called ‘the dynamic duo’ but this specific killer was their hardest
to catch ever.
“What do we do now Detective?”
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“We go see the family, talk to them, see if they know anything, tell them about Charee”
“I don’t think I can…”
“This is part of the job Lt. Samuels, you must”
Julie walked stumbling around as he pulled her hair and dragged her back to the closet under the
stairs, Barry looked at her and grinned, this is what he had wanted. Julie looked back at him with
disgust.
“Don’t look at me like that, you love it”
“No…” Julie wheezed “I hate it”
He slapped her across the face, it made him feel alive, killing her wouldn’t but watching her as he hit
her made him ecstatic. He looked her in the eye,
“Listen bitch, I have given you everything, I made you my queen and you are still ungrateful, what do
you want?”
“To be…” Julie coughed heavily “To be let go”
Barry stood up tall and took her to her chains and chained her back up, it was normal for Julie to be
locked up in heavy chains. She looked up at him just as she was about to pass out again.
Barry decided it was now that he would capture Jackie Turnocoff, he chuckled to himself just
thinking about it, Barry got into his van and drove towards the hospital that Jackie was doing her
internship, he put on his disguise, a plaid sweater, some brown contacts and some grey suit pants he
wanted to make the impression that he was an extremely good person before he put the attack on
Jackie. He figured out when Jackie's breaks were and he then put on the attack, he parked the van a
fair way away, he walked over to Jackie who was sitting having a cigarette during her break,
“Excuse me?”
“Yes”
“My mother… she has fallen over… down by my van…Please hurry”
“Oh my gosh… I will just get my supplies…”
“There’s no time” Barry said as he pulled at her arm trying to make her go towards the van,
“We were here visiting my sister and she just fell…”
Barry and Jackie dashed towards his van at the back of the parking lot,
“Where is she?” Jackie said but Barry opened the door and pushed her in,
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“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Jackie screamed as Barry got in the back with her and duct taped her
mouth, he could hear her mumbling behind the tape, he chuckled, she was alluring, he wanted to kill
her already but he couldn’t he must wait.
Julie coughed as she gulped down the last of her water, she wasn’t sure whether she was going to
get any more but she had been parched, she could hear the door unlock and there stood another
woman, she was a beautiful woman with ravishing blue eyes, Julie noticed that she too was a
brunette. The new girl was shoved across from her and chained up; even with the dim lit room she
could tell that the woman was quite tiny. Barry walked over to Julie, he hadn’t duct taped her mouth
this time instead he yelled at her,
“SPEAK” he said as Julie came to realisation that she was supposed to speak to the new catch,
“Hi I'm…” she couldn’t breathe she began coughing and spluttering, she was coughing up blood,
Barry realised that she wasn’t breathing well and he ran and gave her a glass of water, Julie gulped it
all down “My name is Julie” Julie said now feeling much better,
“I'm… Jackie what are we doing here?”
Barry left the room, Jackie started crying realising that soon she would meet a terrible fate,
“I'm going to die here aren’t I?”
“I can't do this anymore… I can't live watching girl after girl die… this has to end… tonight”
“What are you going to do?”
“His game will stop if I die right?”
“I… guess, why?”
“Tonight I die… I'm going to kill myself”
Jackie gasped as she heard what Julie had planned to do, killing herself was a little far but Jackie
guessed that she had been through a lot, Jackie sat up, she looked over at Julie who was now
sobbing uncontrollably,
“I just… I just thought I would see the end of this” Julie sobbed into what was left of her jumper,
“After… four years in here… I thought I would get out, but I guess fate has decided what is to
become of me… ”
“No… we can find a way out… you will be reunited with your family again”
“You think I haven’t tried?” Julie sobbed “There is no way out of this place… he keeps the door
bolted shut and us on chains… there is no way”
“Well… we have to find one” Jackie said trying to sound strong but inside she was petrified.
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“Jackie… I'm so sorry that you were brought here but I have to die… I have been here for a little over
four years, I have tried and never succeeded to bring this monster down… you have to help me”
“Look, Julie… I know that I have been here for only a few hours but one thing is certain, I can't let
you die”
Jackie crawled over to Julie heaving her heavy chains behind her; she grasped Julie's hand and held it
there for a few moments,
“We can get out of here… we must”
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Chapter 5
Charlotte looked out of the aeroplane window; there was not much to see outside that window, just
clouds and the blue, blue sky. She sighed as she looked over to Davey who was now in a deep sleep.
Charlotte couldn’t help staring at him, he was so gorgeous, and she just couldn’t help it. Davey
turned in his sleep, Charlotte loved looking at him. Why had she become wildly in love with a man
that she knew she could never have? Her best guess was that he was everything that she wanted in
a man, tall, tanned, brown eyes, luscious to say the least. As Davey started to wake up Charlotte
turned away,
“Charlotte?”
“Yes” Charlotte said
“I'm in love with you” Charlotte gasped, had he just said that, he then rolled over and went back to
sleep. ‘What was that? Was he really in love with me?’ Charlotte wondered. She couldn’t help just
staring at him after that. She wanted him so badly, was it just her imagination? She gazed over the
other passengers, they were all asleep just as she should be, but she couldn’t sleep, not now. Davey
tossed again. She grasped Davey’s hand just as she realized what she was doing, Davey stirred and
then woke up completely, Charlotte pulled her hand away almost instantly,
“What the hell are you doing?” he said angrily,
“I… I'm… I was… just”
“You don’t know do you?” Davey said as he gave her a menacing stare, “You are so touchy feely” he
said with a wide grin, “Gotcha” Davey said as he chuckled, Charlotte began to laugh as well. The
other passengers were trying to tell them to ‘shut up’ but they just couldn’t help themselves.
“It felt like just as I fell asleep the plane landed” Charlotte said to Davey as they got off the plane,
“Me too, thanks to your touchy feely episode” Charlotte and Davey chuckled as they met there new
acquaintance
“Good morning Detective…”
“Vance and this is Lt. Samuels” Charlotte and Davey held out there hands to be shaken and they
were immediately,
“I'm Lt. Straitsman thank you for coming…” the Lt. said “Isn’t this sort of stuff usually sort out by the
FBI?”
“Lt. I have been working this case for five years, this is my case” Davey said angrily and in a huff he
opened the car door and got in, Charlotte stood there for a second and then followed Davey’s
motion and hopped inside the car,
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“Where to Detective?” Lt. Straitsman asked looking more at Charlotte than at Davey, the Lt. was
extremely embarrassed by getting shunned by Davey,
“To the Volcom home”.
“Alrighty” Lt. Straitsman said now smiling.
When they arrived at the house there was a television crew standing outside the house trying to get
in, there were plenty of cars outside some belonging to family members who were obviously inside,
when Davey got out of the car all the attention was on him, he turned to Charlotte and she nodded
knowing exactly what to do,
“Lt. Straitsman would you come here a moment” she said as she wandered as if mindlessly and
leaned against the back off the car,
“Yes…”
“Distract the reporters…”
“What?”
“Distract the reporters so we can get inside”
“Alright, alright” he said as he turned to face the mob of people outside of the ‘Volcom’ family
residence,
“Over here my good people” he said calling all of the reporters his way, he got out his badge and
they all raced to meet him,
Charlotte looked at Davey and he winked at her, was she imagining things? No she couldn’t be, or
more… she didn’t want to be. She walked up the stairs and knocked on the door to the house, it was
definitely not a rundown house, and it was immaculate. Charlotte knocked on the door again,
“Mr and Mrs Volcom its Detective Vance and Lt. Samuel's, we just want to talk to you,”
Mrs Volcom looked through the peep hole and then opened the door; she watched but did not
speak as they entered her house. She motioned them both to the living room where sat her
paraplegic husband, Charlotte didn’t stare, but was shocked to see him paraplegic it meant that Mrs
Volcom had to work doubly hard at keeping her house clean and her house was immaculate to say
the least.
“Mr and Mrs Volcom I am Detective Vance and this is my partner Lt. Samuels we just want to ask
some questions about your daughter”
“Like what? We are willing to tell you anything as long as you find her killer” Mrs Volcom said staring
at Charlotte, Charlotte looked back at her with compassion and loving,
“What was Charee wearing when she left home?”
“Um.. I don’t know… I wasn’t here… honey?”
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“She was wearing… a purple jumper and blue-black jeans”
“Thank you” Charlotte said grabbing a hold of Mr Volcom’s hand. Davey looked at her and gave her
one of his very sincere nods,
“What was she like?” Davey looked from Mr Volcom to Mrs Volcom they both just stared so he
continued, “Was she buoyant or was she more the lay low type?”
“She was definitely buoyant; nothing could stop her from wanting a good night, except her tutoring
lessons…right honey” she said looking over at her husband
“Um… sure”
“Sir if you know something, no information is not of relevance”
“It’s just that…” Mr Volcom looked over at his wife whose head was now in her lap as she sobbed
Charlotte took her hand from Mr Volcom’s, walked over to Mrs Volcom and put her arm around her
back. “She wasn’t always like that” Mr Volcom started,
“Is that so… care to explain?”
“Ten years ago… Charee wasn’t so happy… she had a bad case of depression…” Mr Volcom
continued “We put her on the meds but she just wouldn’t take them… after about a year of it being
really bad we um… we put her in the hospital, we didn’t know what else to do…”
“You did the right thing” Davey said looking at him with compassion and sincerity,
“We loved our daughter very much” came the soft voice of Mrs Volcom,
“Thank you Mr and Mrs Volcom, if we hear anything we will call you” Davey said as he headed for
the door, Charlotte glared at Davey, how could he be so insensitive she thought, she patted Mrs
Volcom on the back and then walked over to Davey,
“How could you be so inconsiderate” Charlotte whispered,
“It’s my job… be emotionally involved and it will kill you” Davey said as he opened the door and
stepped out. Charlotte kept thinking about what he had said, he was right, she had become so
involved with this case that if she was assigned something else it would tear her heart out, odd how
something that doesn’t even involve you makes you so emotionally moved.
The plane ride home was silent, neither one wanting to be the first to talk until they landed.
Charlotte knew that their relationship wasn’t ideal but it was the one that she had become accustom
to.
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Chapter 6
“Detective Vance?” came a deep sounding voice from behind Davey,
“Yes” Davey said as he spun around in his office chair,
“I'm Special Agent Genome and this is Agents Roldoff, Agent Curtis and Agent Derm”
“Nice to meet you agents” Davey looked at all the agents, they all looked much too young to be in
the FBI,
“This is Lt. Samuels” Charlotte put out her hand and it was immediately shook by Agent Curtis,
Charlotte looked into the agents eyes, they were so deep and whimsical,
“Just James to you mam” Charlotte grinned,
“Charlotte” Charlotte managed to splutter out, when she looked into his eyes she felt mystery and
excitement.
“I'm very glad that you have arrived here in Boston, Lt. Samuels and I, are willing to answer any
questions you may have,” Davey looked at Charlotte and then to Agent Curtis, her eyes were dilating
and Agent Curtis wanted her, Davey didn’t want him to have Charlotte but then again did he want
Charlotte? He had convinced himself that what he felt for her was just a momentary thing, an urge
to be kissed, nothing more, and nothing less, then why did he care if she wanted Agent Curtis? Did
he? Davey couldn’t be certain what his feelings towards his partner were. He wanted to just be
friends but he couldn’t help being in love… was he in love?
“Come through here” Charlotte said staring at Davey wondering why he wasn’t being as formal as he
usually was.
“Yes…” Davey said “Follow Charlotte” he continued, following behind them almost immediately.
“Where is your courtesy?” Charlotte asked as they entered the room,
“I had something else on my mind”
“Like what? In all the years I've known you; you have never forgotten your manners”
“Well… think what you want Charlotte, but the truth is it slipped my mind… leave it at that.”
Jackie looked at the hull of Julie; she was obviously in a lot of pain. She glanced at the food that Julie
had, Jackie was extremely famished. She heaved herself over to Julie,
“Mm” Julie said as she turned her head over, and then she woke up completely,
“What are you doing?”
“Julie, I'm scared”
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“Don’t worry, once I have killed myself his game will be all over”
“But I can't let you do that”
Jackie took of her once purple jumper and put it around Julie who was now shaking,
“I'm not cold” Julie said still shaking,
“Then why…”
“Is it odd that I can't feel my legs?”
Julie's head toppled over on the side, Jackie knew that at that moment that Julie, the woman that
had started it all, had died. Jackie became hysterical, Julie couldn’t, it wasn’t her time,
“YOU FUCKING BASTARD, LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!” Jackie screamed into the camera that was so
deadly obvious.
“SHE WAS SO INNOCENT” Jackie screamed, ‘my only friend in this hell hole’ Jackie thought to herself,
wasn’t he ashamed at what he did?
Jackie put her fore finger on Julie’s neck and sure enough there was no pulse, Julie's body began to
feel cold, her blood stopping circulating. Jackie sobbed into Julie's shoulders. She took her purple
jumper off of Julie and put it back around herself. ‘At least Julie was now at ease’ Jackie thought. She
heaved her chains back to the opposite side of the room when the door burst open,
“MY QUEEN!” the man said caressing her head, obviously trying to bring her back to life,
“You killed her, look at what you did” Jackie said as she realised she should have bitten her tongue,
“Our relationship is none of your business”
“Sure” Jackie wanted to get up and beat sense into him, but thought better of it resulting in her
being beaten to death, one of the worst ways to die, he stood up tall and then walked over to Jackie,
“My sweet queen, would you like to pick our new princess?”
“What?”
“Let’s pick one together, it will be fun”
“But I thought Julie was your queen”
“You are, sweetie, you are Julie”
Charlotte watched as Davey gave all the information he had to the agents, Agent Curtis had a special
liking for her and she knew it, was she going to pursue it? She might as well her and Davey weren’t
going anywhere, or were they? She sighed why couldn’t he be as obvious as James? Davey wasn’t
perfect but it was what she wanted, wasn’t it? Finally the meeting ended and they were all asked to
leave, Charlotte picked up the folders off the desk. Davey was staring at her,
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“Can I help you?”
“Oh, sorry I was just…”
“I understand” Charlotte said as she started to laugh, Davey looked at her with a funny expression
on his face.
“Agent Curtis really likes you”
“He makes it pretty obvious” Charlotte said through her laughter,
“Do you like him?” Davey asked as he stared into her eyes,
“Well… I'm not sure, I don’t think so, I have eyes for someone else,”
“Me?”
“Yep… oh sorry… I shouldn’t have…”
Davey put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer,
“I only have eyes for you as well” he whispered into her lips, he then kissed her passionately, only
coming up for air,
“But what about what you said? About not wanting me”
“I lied.”
“But…”she started but Davey put his finger on her lips, she looked up at him, he looked down at her.
“I need to tell you something,”
“What?”
“You can't tell anyone about this…”
Charlotte pulled out of his grasp,
“What?” he asked looking down at her,
“You… you only care about your job”
“No… I care about you… I love you”
“No… no you don’t, look Davey…” she said as she grasped his hand,
“You are too involved in your work to have a relationship,”
“NO… I want this” Charlotte shook her head, no matter how much she wanted him she wasn’t going
to get into a relationship that wasn’t two way,
“Believe me” Davey said trying to stress his point,
“I believe you, I believe that you want a relationship… you don’t care who it is with”
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Davey looked down at his shoes when finally he said, “I'm not lying Charlotte, I love YOU and only
YOU why don’t you believe me?”
“Fine… say we get together, what are you going to tell everyone? Are you going to hide it from
everyone forever?”
“You know I will be fired if anyone finds out…”
“Exactly” she said as she walked towards the door,
“Fuck ‘em” Davey said as she put her hand on the door knob,
“What?”
“Fuck them… if I want to be with you, I want to be with you, none of their business”
“Davey…”
“No” he said as he wandered over to her, “I love you, and I don’t care who finds out” Charlotte
grinned as she turned around. He pulled her into his arms and smiled, “You are the only one I care
about” he said as he kissed her on her forehead,
“I love you Davey” they kissed again passionately and he picked her up and took her towards the
table,
“Not yet” she said as she pushed him off her,
“But…”
“I want to make sure you are here for me and not the sex”
“Fine” he said grumpily,
“I said not yet, I didn’t say never”
“I know” he said as he got off her,
“You do still want to be with me right?” she looked into his eyes, he looked down at his shoes,
“Oh my gosh, you don’t”
“No it’s not like that” Charlotte began to feel tears falling out of her eyes and drip onto her
shoulders,
“YOU’RE A PIG” she screamed as she walked out and slammed the door behind her, why had he
done that? She ran and ran until she ran into Agent Curtis.
“Woo calm down there,” he said as he grabbed her arms,
“What’s the matter?” he said, looking her in the eyes,
“It’s… it doesn’t matter” she said as she shook her head,
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“Let’s have some coffee? We can talk” he said as he put his hand under her chin and pulled her chin
up to face him,
“Ok?”
“Sure” she said as she followed him, she was going to have some fun with him, she wanted to prove
to Davey that she didn’t want him, but she did, didn’t she?
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Chapter 7
Barry got up from his chair and poured himself another cup of coffee, Julie was still down there and
he would get her out, in his own time, although he wanted to kill her, wanted to listen to her
whimper as her life was in his hands, wanted to feel the life leave her body, he still felt a thrill as he
looked at her lifeless body on the cold concrete floor. He walked down the steps towards the
cupboard under the stairs. The door creaked as he opened it, he peered inside, Jackie was sitting
next to Julie's lifeless body,
“Don’t worry my queen I will get rid of this… Jackie”
“What the fuck?” she said as she watched him drag out Julie's dead body,
“But I'm Jackie… that is Julie” she said, he stopped and stared at her,
“What are you talking about? You are not Jackie… you are Julie, stop trying to play mind games with
me.” He then dragged Julie's dead body out of the room and slammed the door behind him. He
wrapped her body in black tarp and chucked her into the back of his van; he drove to the nearest
creek and chucked her body into it.
“Goodbye my princess, goodbye”
He stomped his muddy boots through the swamp and back to his van, he couldn’t understand why
Julie had told him that she was not herself? What tactic was she trying to play now? He thought that
she had stopped playing games with her about a year ago when she began to get weak, but
apparently not.
Barry started his car and headed home, what would become of the future? He didn’t know, all he
knew was he had a duty and that duty was to his queen.
Charlotte took another sip from her coffee, she then looked up at James, he looked extremely
attractive in his casual day clothes, why did she have to love Davey? It was obvious to any woman
that James would be there choice. James looked at her and smiled,
“Penny for your thoughts?”
“Oh” Charlotte said and laughed realising that she had been staring at him for the past five minutes,
“Just thinking about… things… my love life in particular”
“Is that so…”
“Yes” she said making it bluntly obvious that he was involved,
“Am I in your thoughts?” he said as he turned his coffee cup on the table,
“Well… kind of” she said being honest,
“Let me guess… you are thinking about that detective fellow… um… Detective Vance”
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“How did you know that?”
“You do make it so obvious my dear…”
“Well… since you know that then I can tell you why I was crying before?”
“Do tell” he said leaning forward in a no-one-else-should-hear-you kind of way,
“Well…” she said as she looked around, Davey was standing at the front of the coffee shop looking at
her and motioning for her to come outside,
“He used me…”
“Come again?”
“He told me he loved me and when I said no to the sex he bailed”
“Who did?”
“Davey… but I should have known…” Charlotte said as she glanced at the window, James met her
gaze and then stormed out,
“James… where are you going?” she said as she followed him knowing exactly where he was going,
James didn’t stop he just kept walking as she spoke. Charlotte wished she had never said anything.
Davey could see as James was storming towards him as he was motioning for Charlotte to come and
see him and he instantly knew that Charlotte had told James about everything that had happened
between them, Davey was extremely embarrassed, of course he loved Charlotte, but he just wanted
to have some loving and he had forgotten to remind her how much he loved her and how much he
wanted to share with her. James flew open the door and looked right into Davey’s eyes, James
wasn’t that tall, maybe five foot, but he made the impression that he wasn’t going to stand for any
nonsense,
“What you did is inexcusable”
“I know…” Davey said and then his head turned to face Charlotte, “Charlotte I love you… I always
have, it’s just that I was disappointed and my head wasn’t thinking straight”
“Davey… I lo…” Charlotte began but James put his hand over her mouth and then he kissed her long
and hard.
Charlotte loved the feeling of James’s lips on hers; it gave her a sense of achievement of some sort.
When they finally came up for air, she knew that she had feelings for James but they weren’t as
strong as her ones for Davey, Charlotte saw tears developing in Davey's eyes as he watched them
kiss, she then kissed James on the forehead and looked at him,
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“You are a sweet guy any woman would be lucky to have you… but I am, and always will be, in love
with Davey…. I'm sorry”
“Fine…” he then kissed her on the nose and then walked back into the coffee shop,
“By the way he came out here I thought he was going to tear my head off…”
“Well… he should of, what you did was unacceptable”
“I know” he said as he took another step towards her,
“But I was telling the truth… I do love you”
“Then let’s forget it ever happened… start fresh…?”
“Sure… Charlotte I love you”
“I love you too” she said as he leaned in to kiss her, she leaned backwards trying to dodge it,
“What?”
“I don’t want to be involved with you Davey… yes I love you but I don’t want a relationship… I'm
going to be independent”
“But” she put her hand in the air motioning that she didn’t want to hear any more about it,
“This isn’t fair” he said looking into her deep blue eyes.
“I know… but I can't be with you…”
“Why?” he said in a whiney tone,
“Because I know that you don’t really want to be with me… you love your job more than you will
ever love anything… I don’t want to be second choice”
She then started to walk away and into the coffee shop
“I’ll quit” he said, she spun around to look at him,
“What?”
“I’ll quit, that way I can prove to you that you mean more to me than any job”
Charlotte grinned and she turned around and ran into his arms, he span her around and they kissed
more passionately than Charlotte ever had, she loved him and he loved her,
“Just give me two weeks, because I have to give my notice” he said as he was grinning too,
“No… I don’t want you to quit… I believe that you love me more than your job because you were
willing to quit for me… ”
Davey smiled inside and out, love was in the air and it was his air, boy was he proud.
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Chapter 8
Jackie looked around the damp room, she hadn’t seen the man in a long time, maybe two to three
days, she hadn't had anything to eat in days and her stomach was grumbling, she looked around the
room trying to find something like a bug, anything to eat, all he had given her was water, ‘I wonder
how Julie had stayed alive for so long’ the thought sent shivers down her spine. He must have given
her food; she thought thinking logically about the matter. She took a deep breath and started to
scream again, she had been screaming for the past few days hoping, no pleading that the man would
get sick of hearing her voice and barge in, apparently he didn’t care.
Finally he came in; he was wearing muddy boots and overalls that were obviously miles to big. She
watched as he wheeled in a trolley full of a great amount of food, she almost started drooling, she
wanted to eat everything there, ‘there must be a catch’ she thought to herself,
“You can have all this, if…”
“What?” she said eagerly,
“You help me choose the next princess”
She gasped, go hungry or become an accomplice in this sicko’s torture… game.
“I want the food… but I'm not going to help you pick a new girl”
“Fine” he said as he wheeled the food to the door,
“Okay, okay… I’ll… help you” Jackie said, she couldn’t believe what she had said, was food that
important, surely she could find something on the ground to eat, but she had searched and searched
and there had been nothing. ‘Julie must of done this’ Jackie gasped, had Julie chosen her? Jackie
moved away from where Julie died, she had sat there ever since Julie had been taken out, could she
be the reason that Jackie was trapped? Surely she had done anything to survive. She watched as the
man began to grin, he brought out four pictures from his pocket with papers about them, he handed
them too her. She stared at the pictures, they all looked healthy, full of life, and how was she
supposed to pick one? She read the information carefully, trying hard to pick one that wouldn’t fall
for his tricks, ‘how could I of been so stupid’ she thought, what woman didn’t need supplies when
she fell over? None.
“This one” she said handing over the paper and the photo, her name was Terri Coalman, she
majored in four subjects, maths, science, philosophy and life. She was single, no children and her
parents had died within months of her birth, house fire, apparently Terri was managed to be saved
but her parents, being upstairs, weren’t so lucky. Jackie looked at the beautiful expression on her
face, she was beaming, she was obviously a happy person and looked like she had always been, but
having her parents die must have been a horrendous event.
“Ah… you have always had good taste my queen” he said as he walked towards the door, Jackie was
right Julie had done this, and she had probably picked her. The man had left the trolley of food in
there and she had heaved herself over there, she began to nibble at the food, trying to savour every
bite. She dragged her heavy chains behind her, she began to sob, she had been trying not to but
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every time she stopped crying something else happened and she began to sob again, she had always
thought of herself as a strong person, being able to sustain a great deal of events, but this had
brought her down, just as she was brought down in her early teens, she couldn’t help sobbing about
those times every so often, she had had depression, there was no denying it, but those times had
made her stronger she kept reminding herself, would this?
She crawled back to where Julie had died. She wiped her hands over the writing that Julie had
engraved on the wall. It was all the names of the victims that had been brought to this unholy room.
Forty three names were written on that wall, including her own, I guess it reminded her, in case she
got out, of all the people that had been brought down there. She read them over and over, Julie's
name had been written first and many after, before Jackie there was a girl named Charee, Charee
Volcom, that name sent shivers down her spine, this is the worst thing that could happen to anyone,
but especially to a friend.
Charlotte slept in Davey’s arms, Davey hadn't slept that whole night, he couldn’t stop thinking about
the killer, the most recent victim, why wasn’t she dead yet? He got a call about five seconds after
that thought; he got up leaving Charlotte laying there and walked to his kitchen,
“Vance here”
“Detective, another body has been found, some joggers found her under the bridge near the water in
Jacksonville… the victim’s name is Julie Dupree”
“Julie? Are you sure?”
“Positive, we took a sample of her hair, the guys down at the lab told us within hours. Why?”
“She went missing from Louisville over four years ago; do you know when she died?”
“Yeah, about two to three days ago, she died of numerous things, lack of vitamin D, parchment,
famishment, the list goes on, but she wasn’t strangled like the rest, she was severely bruised though”
“It doesn’t make sense… I’ll see you in a couple of hours”
“Sure”
Davey closed his phone to hang it up, why had he kept Julie? Why wasn’t she killed like the others?
Davey went back to the couch that he had slept on the previous night with Charlotte; she was awake
when he came back in,
“What is it?”
“Another body was found…”
“Whose?”
“Julie Dupree’s”
“But she went missing over four years ago”
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“I know… I have to call Todd, I haven’t spoken to him in years… he left the investigation three years
ago, giving up on the idea of ever finding his wife… this is going to kill him more than losing her had.”
Todd walked back upstairs after he got himself a cup of coffee; he hadn't slept for over a week, only
thinking about Julie in every second he lived. He couldn’t help thinking about what she must be going
through. He had never given up hope that she was alive. His phone began to ring as he reached the
final step, he reached into his pocket and got it out, ‘Why was he calling’ he thought as he answered
the phone,
“Detective”
“Todd, I have some news on Julie, I think I have to tell you this in person…”
“Argh… I can handle it… just tell me”
“I think it would be best…”
“Davey just tell me,”
“We have found Julie”
Todd began to grin; he was finally going to be reunited with his wife,
“Oh my gosh, I will be there to see her when I have a shower and get dressed…”
“That’s not all… some joggers found her about 5:30 am this morning… dead. If you want I would like
you to join the investigation… what do you say?”
Todd's grin vanished in a matter of seconds,
“Dead? Are you sure?”
“Yes” Davey replied.
Todd began to get angry, really angry, he knew that the killer had been captured and that he had
escaped from prison but he didn’t know that his beautiful wife had died.
“Fine… I will help with the investigation again… I want to see her; I want to know how he killed her”
“It appears that she had died of cramped conditions and being famished and parched, he didn’t kill
her like the others”
“So she suffered” Todd said getting more and more angry as the conversation continued,
“It appears so,”
“Did he… did he hurt her?”
“Yes”
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Todd threw the phone against the wall and it fell to pieces immediately, he then got his jacket out of
the cupboard, put it on, he then got his keys of the bench, walked out to his Mercedes and slipped
behind the wheel, he put the keys in the ignition and then set off for Jacksonville.
Charlotte picked up her clothes off Davey's lounge room floor and began to get dressed; Davey came
back into the lounge just as she had put on her underwear,
“Oh… I thought we could fool around some more before we went to work” he said as he winked at
her,
“Nope, we have work to do.” She said smiling and returning his wink. He then picked up his clothes
and got dressed to.
“Todd isn’t happy”
“Really?” Charlotte said sarcastically “Would you have been happy finding out that after four years
of hoping that your wife was alive and finding out that she died?”
“Of course not” he said thinking about what he had said and the stupidity on his behalf,
“Is he coming?”
“I'm not sure he just threw his phone, I think, because the call ended as I heard a big crash”
“He will… I know he will”
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Chapter 9
Todd turned into the driveway to where it all began, ‘Boston Police Station’, he sighed, a deep long
sigh, he realized that he had been shaking, adrenalin perhaps, he thought.
As he walked into the police station Detective Vance immediately met him at the door.
“Todd…” he said but he didn’t finish his sentence,
“Yep, it’s me… where’s Julie?”
“At the coroner’s office… may I ask you a question? It’s a lead to the case…”
“What is it?”
“Did Julie… did she suffer from a mental disorder?”
“She… she had anxiety… OCD, why?”
“Did she go into hospital at any time?”
“When she turned 16… now tell me why?”
“We think the killer is finding his victims through hospital records, where did she go to hospital?”
“St. James, in Knoxville.”
“Thanks, come through here, I am working in there with Charlotte,”
“Not Lt. Samuels?” Todd said and winked,
“Don’t be smart”
Todd chuckled, they walked over to the door, Davey opened the door, motioning for Todd to enter,
and he did thanking him and then turning towards Charlotte,
“Lt. Samuels” he said giving her a friendly nod.
“Todd… how are you?”
“Not good and you?”
“Fine”
“Where did Charee Volcom go to hospital?” Davey said getting down to business quite quickly,
“Um…” Charlotte said looking at her computer, she typed Charee's name into the police database
and then waited,
“It says… St. James Hospital, Knoxville”
“What about the others?”
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“Well… I will put all their names in the database”
She typed the forty three names into the database and then clicked onto the medical section,
“Well… Katelyn Sanchez is the only other victim that went to that hospital… but they all were
checked into hospitals with mental disorders”
“Argh” Davey said, he was fed up with trying to find the killer, he thought it was all over but it
wasn’t, he watched as Todd took a chair near his.
“So we have three similarities between the victims… brunette, slender, and they all have or had
mental disorders that brought them to be checked into a hospital, but not the same hospital.”
“Yep…”
“How did he escape?”
“Hmm…?” Davey said looking up from his paper work,
“How did he escape?” Todd repeated,
“He… he pretended to be quite ill, he was rushed to the hospital immediately and then… I'm not sure
how he got out of there but it appears that he did…”
“If you can't trust the law… who can you trust?” Todd said glancing from Davey to Charlotte, they
had no answer.
Terri rushed to the door, it had begun to rain quite heavily in Hallsville while she was on her evening
run, she finally found her keys and opened the door, as she opened it she kicked off her trainers, she
shivered as she got out of the rain and made her way towards the heater,
“Burr…” she said as she began to warm up, she heard footsteps as they began to get closer and
closer, she backed away from the heater and towards the couch, under it she kept a baseball bat just
in case an intruder was to come into her house, she lived alone so she was quite wary all the time,
“Terri it’s me, Matt” Terri jumped out from behind the sofa, put her baseball bat down and jumped
into his arms, Matt was her current boyfriend, although she loved him very much, she didn’t see a
future with him.
“Matt… you scared me… what are you doing here?”
“I came to surprise you but you got scared… I prepared us a dinner, before you had to go back to
work” Matt said as he beamed, she was very lucky to have him and she knew it, he was a former
tennis coach, at only 25 he had retired, he had made enough money to support himself for the rest
of his life, he was extremely good looking, with his gorgeous brown eyes to his tanned body, he was
all that Terri had wanted, why couldn’t she see a future with him? The thought brought her back
when she was 15, her anxiety had ruled her life, she had never seen a future with any man, and Matt
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was no different. He was the only man that had been that sweet to her, loving her even with her
faults.
After she had eaten she had to go to work, majoring in science mainly chemistry, meant she was a
pharmacist at night and a GP through the day, she worked till early into the morning only just leaving
herself enough time to rest in the evening.
She picked up her bag from the bench and walked over to Matt, he put his arms around her waist
and sighed,
“Do you have to work tonight? Can't we just cuddle?”
“Yes… I have to go into work or I will be without food, love you”
“I’ll buy you food”
“I have to go,” she said as she chuckled,
“Love you” he said as she made her way towards the door,
Jackie watched as Terri was shoved through the open door, she had duct tape over her mouth and
her feet and hands were bound, she struggled just as Jackie had, Jackie began to sob, she thought
that Terri would be able to resist him, to not fall for his tricks but she had been wrong, she had just
helped the killer. The killer ripped the duct tape of her mouth as she moaned,
“WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE?”
“Calm down,” Jackie said as she looked at her, she was terrified and, although she didn’t show it,
Jackie could see it in her eyes.
“NO I WON'T CALM DOWN UNTIL I KNOW WHAT I AM DOING HERE” Terri screamed,
“You are here to serve the queen” the man said as he chained Terri to the wall. Once he was done
he left the room, Jackie sobbed continuously into her jumper as Terri sat down,
“What am I doing here?”
“We are part of some deluded fantasy of his”
“So how long have you been here?”
“What is the date?”
“30th of April”
“Then a little over four weeks…”
“Shit… Are you the first one?”
“Nope… come over here and I will show you the list…”
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Terri heaved her heavy chains over to where Jackie was sitting, she was cramped in a small corner
and there was writing on the wall, many names,
“Forty three…”
“This is fucked… we have to find a way out”
“There isn’t one…”
“But…”
“There isn’t one”
Davey watched as Todd through his chair against the wall, he wanted to just die, fall into a deep hell
whole and suffocate. Davey then looked at Charlotte, who was too scared to even look up from her
notes; he then walked over to Todd,
“Calm down mate… we are all here for the same reason, throwing things isn’t going to help us”
“Fuck this… fuck all of this…” Todd said as he sat down across from Davey and Charlotte, Charlotte
looked up from her papers,
“Maybe we should call a press conference… someone might know this son of a bitch”
“The FBI call the shots remember…” he then looked into Charlotte's eyes, “But I guess I could run the
idea by them”
Charlotte grinned, they then got up and walked towards the door and left the secluded room. Davey
walked off to talk to the FBI and Charlotte had the job of making sure that Todd didn’t get out of
control. She watched as Todd walked towards the car park, she caught up to him and gently tapped
his arm,
“Where are you going?”
“The pub, you want to come?”
“I don’t drink… that reminds me, are you aloud-”
“What does it matter, my wife is dead, you can't find her killer, all you have is old theories,”
“Not true… we now have a theory that he is finding them from their medical records…”
“And that still leaves us no-where how many people have access to medical records?”
“Thousands” Charlotte shrugged,
“Exactly,”
Charlotte just let Todd go after that, what was she supposed to do when a man who desperately
needed help denied it? Charlotte watched as Todd put his car into drive and pulled out, as she
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sighed she couldn’t help feeling sorry for Todd, after four years he thought that he would be
reunited with his wife, but she had died. She had felt sorry for him before and that had got her nowhere, but she just couldn’t help feeling for him. She walked back inside the building to find the FBI
agents standing just inside the doors.
“We can't just hold a press conference ‘willy nilly’”
“But what about our evidence?”
“You have none”
“But…”
“No but’s”
“Have you come up with a profile on who we are looking for?”
“Yes as a matter of fact we have and we would like to present it to your whole team so…”
“No… you will present it to me and my partner first and then you can present it to my team”
“Fair enough” the Special Agent said and Davey directed them to a conference room on the left side
of the police station,
“We are looking for a white male in his early 30’s who seems harmless, he has access to medical
records and seems to be following a list of patients, his looks are deceiving. He wears disguises we
can tell this by the differences in descriptions from witnesses. We want you to focus on doctors,
nurses anyone who has or had access to medical records. Thank you”
Special Agent Genome came and sat down next to everyone else at the table,
“What do you think” he said condescendingly towards Davey,
“Fantastic, I wouldn’t have known about the medical records without you” Davey said sarcastically.
“I will organise a press conference to discuss our profile, maybe someone knows someone like this”
“But…” Davey began, but the agents had already gotten up to follow their leader. Davey looked at
Charlotte and heaved a deep sigh of relief. Why had he asked them here in the first place?
“That was…”
“Yeah” Charlotte understood him, wanted him, and he wanted her more than he has wanted
anything, he hated being so in love, but at the same time he loved it.
“I love you” he said as he walked over to her and slipped his arms around her waist,
“I love you too” she said as she smiled at him. He kissed her, softly and gentle, she returned his kiss
only coming up for air, they stood there for a few seconds looking into each other’s eyes, his breath
mingled with hers, and before she knew it his lips were back on hers, she loved kissing him, loved his
touch. Davey pulled his top over his head, Charlotte did the same, he pulled her towards him,
touching her, feeling her, he loved her body, loved her inside and out, she kissed all over his
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abdomen wanting him more than ever before, she unbuttoned and then unzipped the waist of his
jeans, Davey looked around the room and then pushed her off him, gently, but painfully.
“What?” Charlotte said, feeling bare and humiliated,
“We can't do this at work” he said as he winked at her, he walked over to her and kissed her,
“Tonight?”
“Okay” she said giggling, “tonight”
Jackie could hear as Terri pulled at her chains, she knew that there was no hope and she had told
Terri that a number of times but Terri refused to give up,
“Would you give that a rest, I can't think”
Terri spun around to look at Jackie, who was now turned towards her,
“What, you expect me to just sit around and do nothing?”
“Don’t you think I have tried what you are doing? It doesn’t work”
“ARGH” Terri screamed, “You know that I am chrostophobic?”
“Yes… you have told me five times now” Jackie said getting fed up with Terri,
“I’M OVER THIS” Terri screamed,
“You and me both” Jackie said, she then turned back towards the wall, there was a hole in it, like
someone had been trying to escape, it wasn’t that big but with the two of them they could probably
get it big enough to escape out of. Careful not to show the camera what Jackie was doing she picked
up the end of her chain and used it to scratch off the cement and make an escape route. Terri could
hear the scratching of the cement and maneuvered herself towards Jackie,
“What are you doing?”
“See this hole?”
“Yeah?”
“I'm going to make it big enough for us to escape out of… you in?”
“Of course” Terri said and using a part of her chain she began helping Jackie with the hole.
“Do you think this will work?” Terri asked perspiring,
“I'm not sure, but it beats doing nothing.”
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Chapter 10
Charlotte watched as Davey argued with the FBI consistently, the FBI refused any of his suggestions
saying that they were ‘childish’ Charlotte sighed, she then turned in her chair and focused on her
notes, why couldn’t she find this bastard, she wanted so much to do this for Davey and for Todd, but
it just didn’t work, maybe she should try reasoning with the FBI, James is sure to listen to her, ‘No’
she told herself, ‘that would be using your body as an exchange’ she wished that she could help
Davey out with the FBI he just wasn’t having any luck.
“Knock, knock”
“Davey” she said excitedly,
“Argh, I am so over the FBI”
“I know, I could hear you screaming at them from my office”
“I shouldn’t have invited them here”
“But you had to”
“Your right” Davey said as he shook his head, “I love you”
“I love you too; let me know if I can help you out with the FBI”
“Sure” he then chuckled, “I know one way you could relieve my stress” he said pulling her towards
him,
“Not in my office, there are windows everywhere” she said winking at him, “We still on for tonight?”
“But of course”
“Well… should we look at leads?”
“We’ve discussed them many times, none of them mean anything” Davey punched at the wall, “I
just wish I could provide closure for Todd, you know?” Charlotte put her arms around his waist
“Honey of course I know” she said “let’s got over the facts again, just to be sure”
“So…” Davey said getting out a folder, “all the victims have or had a mental disorder…”
“Maybe we can find new evidence by going over how we caught him; maybe there is something that
we didn’t think of,”
“Ok, so the guy was beginning to get cocky, so he phoned us, from a pay phone of course, once we
traced the pay phone he had cleared off, when we got a witness describing him, a lady phoned to
say that he was in her coffee house, we raced there and locked him up…”
“Why don’t we have any record of who he is?”
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“The trouble was that his fingerprints didn’t amount to anything and before we could do anymore
analysis he was being raced to the hospital,”
“Hmmm… maybe we should add this information to our new evidence?”
“Sure, well to be able to be raced to hospital he would have had to know how to trick them into
thinking he was sick… maybe he was a male nurse, would explain his rage, always being mocked for
doing a ‘Woman’s job’”
“Yeah but that doesn’t explain why he is against women”
“You’re right, this is hopeless”
“Not necessarily, do you think the guy is local?”
“I'm not sure, but there can't be that many male nurses that fit our description are there?”
“There are…” Charlotte began typing away on her computer, “63,000” Charlotte said sadly
“What about narrowing it down, maybe just search for doctors that worked with teens with mental
illnesses, the description that we got from the witness and then add the FBI’s profile, how many is
that?”
“Um.. 65, 20 in Virginia, 20 in Boston, 12 in North Carolina, 2 in Texas, 6 in Alabama and the other 45
are in Virginia”
“Well… I guess we have made some progress”
“I’ll say, we could start with the locals, see if people that work with these guys notice any behaviour
that sound like what the FBI described?”
“That is actually not a bad idea, thanks Char,”
“No worries Dav”
“Argh… sorry Charlotte,”
“No it’s totally fine” Charlotte said smiling.
Jackie and Terri continued scratching until daybreak, if only this cement would give way, it was
taking too much effort, which is what Jackie lacked a lot at the moment. Suddenly the door swung
open and there stood their tormentor, Jackie screamed as he pushed past them and saw the hole,
“Stupid bitches” he yelled as he unchained them both, he then slammed Terri into the wall head
first, as the blood gushed out of her head she screamed, he then pushed Jackie aside, Jackie ran
towards the door, it was locked, ‘shit’ she thought. The tormentor could hear Jackie's try of escape
and through her against the wall to, her head wasn’t as severe as Terri’s but it was still painful, she
couldn’t get up, she was dazed. He left in a huff. Jackie moved her arms in search for Terri who was
against the wall crying, she put her arms around her and they sat like that for hours, they both
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couldn’t see and their heads were in pain, but that wasn’t the most pain they felt, Jackie felt pain but
she also felt anger, torment, resentment and she was sure that Terri felt the same,
‘Why hadn't he chained us up?’ Jackie thought looking over at her chains, good riddance, she didn’t
like being chained up, it hurt, it made her feel like a wild animal, but what was she to do when she
couldn’t help it. Terri put her arm around Jackie and they both cried, they couldn’t understand
anything about their situation, they wanted so much, but they both knew that they were stuck
there, finally he came back downstairs with some mixed up concrete, he pushed past them and put
it in the hole,
“There” he said chuckling, “You can't get out now you fuckers” Terri pushed him over but he only
stumbled, he picked her up and threw her down against the floor, Jackie jumped up to stop him but
she was too late. On that day, the eighth of May Terri Coalman had died.
“Davey, I have some bad news”
“What?”
“Terri Coalman, she has died… not his usual MO though, she died of head trauma”
“Why this sudden change in pattern? We have got to re-group” Davey hung up the phone and
punched the wall, he had just been talking to Agent Genome,
“What?” Charlotte said standing there completely naked,
“Nothing” he said as he kissed her right breast and cupped her other with his left hand, even though
she could feel a sense of pleasure riveting through her body she wanted to know, as soon as she
began to speak he had already put his lips on hers, she pulled him close her arms around his waist as
she let him fondle her, he felt all over her breasts, buttocks, arms and legs. When they made it to the
bed they made sweet love to each-other after she released as if on cue he released also, she
tumbled onto her side and smiled at him through pants,
“Now about the phone call…”
“Ah… that’s the reason you got me in bed huh?” he said grinning at her, he put his arms around her
and pulled her close,
“Of course” she said, he tapped her nose ever so gently, loving each other, hoping that the day
would never end.
“Terri Coalman, she’s dead”
“What?”
“She died of a head trauma”
“So we were wrong, he didn’t take her”
“Nah we were right, I think”
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“But it just doesn’t make sense, why would he kill her of head trauma then?”
“I don’t know”
“Maybe she died accidently?”
“That’s probably it”
Davey looked back at Charlotte who couldn’t stop staring at him. He watched her as she got up and
put her clothes on, he loved how her long beautiful brown hair fell over her shoulders, reluctantly
Davey did the same, and they would be late for work if they didn’t hurry. Normally Charlotte would
be ready for work by six am and be gone for her morning jog by six thirty. With the bump in her
schedule she couldn’t waste any more time. Davey offered to drive her to work but politely she
declined stating that if they did people would get suspicious, nodding in agreement Davey opened
his door and maneuvered inside, he loved the feeling of the leather seats beneath him, as he
grasped the steering wheel and turning the key in the ignition, Davey thought about Charlotte, their
night they spent together, the way that she looked, the way that she felt, the way that she talked.
He just couldn’t stop thinking about her. Well he was going to have to because he had a rough day
ahead of him.
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Chapter 11
Barry watched as Jackie paced in distress, he chuckled thinking about how much she had cared for
Terri. Jackie walked slowly and carefully towards the camera, cussed at it and then hit it hard. The
camera flew off the wall and fell to the ground. Furious with Jackie, Barry barged downstairs towards
where he kept Jackie, as the key turned in the lock Jackie crept back into the corner, hoping,
pleading that he wouldn’t punish her so much. She crumbled into a small ball in the far right corner,
she couldn’t breathe properly, he stammered over to her. Once he reached her, he grabbed her by
the hair and took her towards the red room, she screamed a thousand times,
“They can't hear you sweetie” he said breathing hot, stinky breath down her back, she cringed at,
not only the sound of his voice, but what he said, ‘They’ who were they? She had never mentioned a
specific person before. She sighed inwardly and screamed again, although she knew it was no use
she did it anyway. She scuffled with Barry, trying to break free, she was determined even though she
knew that it wasn’t going to work. But it did, she broke free, this was her chance to escape. She
bolted up the hallways looking for a way out, and finally a door. She took the door, only to find out
that she was on a farm, maybe forty thousand acres. She wouldn’t be able to escape this if she had
the best tracking instincts ever. She groaned as she turned to face him again,
“You can't escape this Jackie…”
“You called me Jackie?”
“What?”
“But you told me I was Julie?”
“I was trying to make a new Julie but obviously you would never be able to fit her shoes.”
“I'm sorry” she stammered as he dragged her back to the cupboard under the stairs. She looked
around at her damp, musty, temporary home. Although she didn’t want to admit it, this was what
she called home at the moment. It broke her heart thinking about her family, her husband, her
daughter. She looked up from where she was sitting and cried; when she saw her bloody hands it
only made her sadder. This wasn’t how she had planned her life; she didn’t plan for her life in the
hands of a psychopathic killer. She had to find a way out of this hell hole even if it meant killing.
Fifi Bailey watched as her computer grumbled into action, ‘man I need a new system’ she thought to
herself. As she groaned she checked on dinner that she had prepared the night before, almost ready.
Finally her computer was ready for use. Fifi was an editor for a company called ‘Bright Stars,’ the
best upcoming editing business in the world. Fifi typed the Facebook URL and then typed her email
and password in the correct boxes. As soon as her computer loaded up the page it shut down, she
wacked the side of it and swore, ‘it is so old it could be prehistoric’ she thought to herself. She
watched as her computer flashed white and then closed down for good. Something wasn’t right, she
could feel a sense of panic flush through her body as she reached for her food. Even though the
computer was old it had never done that. She walked around her two bedroom apartment and there
was nothing. She concluded that it was her imagination and went back to eat her dinner.
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After she had finished her dinner she went back to the computer hoping that it would start, and it
did only not in the way she had expected. The computer screen went completely white with only the
sentence: ‘I know who you are my princess, and soon you will be my queen’ Fifi shuddered, who in
their right mind would be such an imbecile? Her eyes darted from the computer screen to the
kitchen, she got up and went for a second look around the apartment and standing there was the
man that was going to haunt her for the rest of her life.
Barry watched as Fifi Bailey screamed and ran back to her kitchen, he chuckled and chased after her,
he loved when they fought him. He grabbed the rag out of his pocket and chased her again, finding
her hiding in the closet he gagged her and tied her hands behind her back. Reluctantly she fell into
his pattern, letting him tie her up. She wept as he picked her up and threw her in the back of his van.
She couldn’t help feeling helpless lying in the back of the van, sobbing uncontrollably, she was to
become a victim in a psychopath’s sick game and what was going to happen was inevitable. As she
watched her home slowly disappearing out of the back window of the van she felt tears trickling
down her face and sobs fighting their way to escape, but no matter the outcome she would be
strong. Taking a deep breath and fighting the urge to scream she looked around the van trying to
familiarise herself with her surroundings, but she doubted that she would be there long.
As they came to a halt at what looked like a farm, Barry got out of the van and went around to the
back, Fifi jumped at the sound of the doors opening and cringed when he gagged her and tied her
up. She was then hauled into an olden style home that was fully equipped with Italian furniture.
Barry grasped her arm harder and led her towards what looked like a basement. As he opened the
door she looked in and saw another girl in there, she stared noticing how grotty and worn out she
looked. When she was chained to a wall they were finally left alone. Looking at Jackie she assumed
she was no more than 25, although she was battered and bruised Fifi believed that Jackie hadn't
been there that long. Fifi looked around dark room that only had a splash of light, she saw that the
ground was muddy and slimy,
“Where are we” Fifi asked
“A basement” Jackie got out through sobs
“But where? Is this some sort of game?”
“I don’t know, this isn’t a game, look around, does it look like a game?”
“I… Oh my god my family” Fifi said “I have to get out of here” Fifi said as she raced to the door of her
personal hell hole. Fifi slowly began to realise that she couldn’t escape and turned to face Jackie,
“What… what is your name?” Fifi managed to get out through sulks
“Jackie”
“What is he going to do to us Jackie?”
“He’s going to kill us”
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Just as Davey entered the department he noticed people scurrying everywhere trying to relieve the
amount of phone calls they were receiving, when he caught up with one of the deputies in his task
force he asked,
“What is going on?”
“Another girl went missing yesterday; turns out one of our guys leaked the info and the profile to the
press, all these phone calls are about this missing girl. Sorry Detective”
“Thanks” Davey said as he walked over to the window. As he opened the curtain he noticed a mob of
people outside the front door, coming through the back entrance he didn’t notice them. Agent
Genome was working in the next room when Davey found him, as he walked over to talk to him; he
became the centre of attention to the other agents there. Once they had left the room he spoke
sternly to the agent,
“Why wasn’t I notified about this new potential victim?”
“This has become a federal case”
“Why?”
“This girl was taken on the outskirts of Virginia”
“We don’t even know if this is our guy”
“We need to be sure of that”
“Then make it a federal investigation when you are sure and not a moment earlier”
“You do not get to decide that”
“I do when you are on a hunch Agent”
“We will be investigating this woman as a potential victim, if you still want to be involved I suggest
you don’t”
“Keep me updated with whatever you uncover”
“Understood”
As Davey walked away he knew he had lost this battle with Agent Genome but he knew that this
women wasn’t a part of the BT’s victims, he only chose victims from Boston never from anywhere
else. Once he reached his office he noticed Charlotte standing there,
“What’s up?” he asked
“The BT’s taken another victim”
Davey shook his head “This isn’t him you know that he only targets women from the Boston district”
“I’m talking about a woman I met, an acquaintance, her name is Fifi Bailey, she’s been missing for 24
hours. Now she fits his MO”
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Davey noticed Charlotte's distinct nervousness and rushed to her side, she leaned her head on his
shoulder and cried, she was now personally involved and he knew that it was protocol to take her
out of the investigation, out of the field. As if reading his mind Charlotte looked up and said,
“I’m not leaving; I'm going to help you catch this SOB no matter what”
“Char-”
“NO!” Charlotte demanded “as long as he’s out there I will be constantly distracted from any other
case assigned”
“And that is a perfect reason to reassign you, you are too obsessed, it happens to all of us and
everyone gets reassigned that’s protocol”
“STUFF PROTOCOL” Charlotte exclaimed “I am going to help you catch him. Got it?”
“Got it”
As Fifi watched Jackie devour what looked like the last of her food she felt her stomach rumble, she
desperately wanted to ask so many questions like ‘how long have you been here?’ or “How do you
know that he will kill us?” but she knew she couldn’t, it would just make her sicker. She stood up and
began pacing, she saw Jackie watch with curiosity stinging her royal blue eyes but not even Fifi knew
what she was doing, she just felt the urge to walk around. She stopped when she noticed a glint of
light coming from a hole in the wall. She walked over and peered out of it. She noticed her abductors
van and what looked like a path. Just she heard her abductor
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