"You think someone else is helping him?" Natalia asked. She wondered who would be sick enough to assist someone like Jon. Who would knowingly help a murderer? "We found the hotel he was staying in and all his masks, thanks to an anonymous tipster." Dennis glanced at Dorian, who kept a straight face. "So he has no masks now? That's one good thing, at least. What makes you think someone is helping him?" Natalia asked again. Andy and Dennis looked at each other, wondering how much they should say. "When we searched his room, we found evidence that someone was feeding him information. We don't know who this person is, but I'm sorry to say it seems they work at NC." Natalia looked at Andy with widened eyes. Someone at NC was helping Jon? She didn't believe it. "Are you sure? What makes you think they work for me?" She asked, clutching Hayden's hand. "We found documents from your office, including your personal itinerary, meeting dates, and times. Your contact
"Please tell me you're joking. Patrice has been with me from day one. I trust her more than anyone else besides Hayden." Natalia felt the tears welling up in her eyes. She thought over the past four years, and all the time they'd spent together. How could Patrice do this to her? She clutched her stomach feeling like she was going to vomit. "I wish I was. They've been sharing emails for a long time. She always let him know what you were doing, who you were with, and all your business information. It looks like he was okay with that until you and Hayden started your relationship. That's when the emails to her became more intense, and he wanted to know everything about the two of you." Dorian felt bad and hated to be the one to break the news. "Hayden, call Dennis now. I want to go with them when they go to NC. I want to confront the rats who have turned their backs on me." Natalia had tears running down her face, but they were tears of anger. "Are you sure you want t
Jon watched as Natalia and Hayden got onto the elevator. He was standing in the hallway wearing a suit and pretending to look at the directory that showed the offices on that floor. The detective and FBI agent had left first and paid him no attention. He could tell the mask he was currently wearing was one they didn't know about because they didn't even blink when they looked right at him. He had been there to pick up something from Patrice like he often did. Jon hadn't expected them to uncover that she was his sister and was helping him. Patrice getting the job working for Natalia had been the best way to keep an eye on her. They were half-siblings with different fathers and different last names. Now that he no longer had an inside person, he would have to make a move sooner than later. Jon took the next elevator down and saw Natalia being loaded into the transport van. He watched as they drove away. Maybe it was best things worked out how they did. No matter what the police do
Dennis and Andy went through Jon's kill location that Krista had given them with the crime scene team. They were planning on doing it earlier, but they had gotten sidetracked by the two prostitutes being killed and then going to NC. It had been a long day, and from the looks of it, it was going to be a long night. Most of the rooms were empty, but the room where he killed the women was full of evidence. The mattress had so much blood on it that the team wanted to take it back to their lab for processing. There was a table full of instruments with blood on them. Some of the devices, even Dennis and Andy, didn't recognize. They walked around the room and found the camera he used to record the murders. There was also a scrapbook that had pictures of all the women he killed before, during, and after their deaths. If there was any doubt about what he was, that would be gone as soon as anyone saw the scrapbook. "How had he been able to get away with this for so long? Not just
Natalia and Hayden got the news the following morning. A woman was reported missing who matched the description of the women Jon had been killing. They knew it had to be him, and everyone was waiting for her body to show up. So far, there hadn't been anything. Dennis and Andy were scrambling, trying to retrace the woman's steps to see where she had been taken from. That was the real reason they had contacted Natalia and Hayden. They were hoping they would share the information with Dorian so he could help in the search. "Dorian, that was Dennis. He said a woman was reported missing last night by her husband. He didn't come out and ask for your help, but that's what he was hinting at. Here's the address she was last seen, and this is where she was headed to." Hayden laid down the paper he had written the two addresses on. "What's her name?" Dorian asked as he opened his laptop. He and Krista had just arrived from her room downstairs. They'd had sex for the first time,
"Are you sure it's the captain?" Hayden asked. He knew captain Clifton and never saw him as someone that would do anything devious. "He has a secret email and phone that shows multiple communications with Jon. It's in code, but I was able to decipher it. There are conversations that state who is working on the case. Where they are looking and updates on the investigation." Krista showed them what she'd found, and they all looked in shock. "What do you think we should do?" Natalia asked Hayden. She had never met the captain. "Let's not say anything yet. Now that you have this let's monitor what they communicate to each other. Maybe we can get ahead of Jon that way." He replied. He wasn't ready to say anything to Dennis yet. Krista kept the window open with their emails and texts so she would know if there was anything new. She then continued checking through the precinct, looking for others helping Jon. Dorian returned to work watching Jon, who was still hanging out in fro
"What do you mean Dennis was killed? Who killed him?" Hayden asked, putting his arms around Natalia, who was staring in shock at Andy. "We found Jon, and he was waiting for us. He got a shot off before we could react. Unfortunately, he got away before we could catch him. He's unraveling fast, so I want to get you out of here before he comes for you next. He already knows you're here, Natalia, and we know he has a gun. I have a transport van downstairs. We can take the service elevator. I don't want to take the chance of passing him in the lobby." Andy made a move to get behind Natalia's wheelchair, but Hayden stopped him. "We're not going anywhere. We have security downstairs that will stop anyone from getting up here. You were only allowed because they recognized you from being here before. This is where we're the safest." Hayden glared at the FBI agent. How dare he try to push Natalia's chair? "Listen, you don't have a choice. We already know that Captain Clift
"What the hell are you talking about, you sick bastard? I don't owe you anything." Natalia spat at him, and he smiled sickly. "You're wrong. You owe me everything, including your life. Do you understand what it did to me when you humiliated me in college? It caused me to get payback on all these women because I was angry at you. If you had stayed with me, no one would have died. So really, all these women died because of you." Jon sat down in a chair, playing with the gun in his hand. He was in no rush to begin. The sooner he started, the sooner it would be over, and he wanted to enjoy this. "You cheated on me. I wouldn't have broken up with you if I hadn't seen you bragging about all the girls you slept with. You broke my heart when I thought I was in love with you." Natalia said, trying to make him see reason. "What do you mean you thought you were in love with me? Of course, you were in love with me. I treated you better than anyone I'd ever been with. I sle