"Here we are. Now take off your dress." Roomed the young man in a get over with it tone.
A black haired man around the age of his early thirties or late twenties. Well groomed in a black suit with a loose tie. Hair firmly dressed on his head with an iron. Bright green big eyes, wide edged lips and hidden nostrils of a nose. Tall and slim yet so good looking. Stood clicking his pen nervously as he bit his down lip hard.
"Well we are not in a hurry, I don't like your tone and neither do I like this place you brought me too." Replied the young woman.
Blonde long hair dressed, short flower printed red dress with a leather jacket. , pink heart shaped lips. Thick curves, chubby chicks, archetypal breast and a celestial nose.
The lady laid pushed back on a bed crunching terror in beats to the looks of the young man.
"Hey babe, take off your dress." Insisted the guy still clicking his pen.
The lady then stood and unzipped her dress throwing it to the ground. Immediately after she had done that, the guy pushed her back down, tied both her hands on the pole bed then reached out for his pen.
"What are you doing?" Inquired the young lady in terror.
"Stay still I say."
He reach the point of the pen on the ladies nose and pierced a hole through the edge with it hard as his other hand strangled the woman.
The lady gasped to pick a little breath but couldn't. He then stopped at the sight of the young woman not fighting or breathing anymore.
"That was first. No no." He started pacing around on the bed back and forth repeating the same words.
Suddenly, he stopped and gazed at his pen then smiled looking down at the dead woman. Slowly knelt down between the woman's legs, laid then part and torn her underwear.
Gazed at his pen yet again, licked it full in his mouth then quickly shoved it into the woman's vagina repeatedly as he masturbated on the motion.
After he was done, tied his belt right again, picked up his keys from the drawer and headed out locking the door behind. Passed the male receptionists who was dozing, smiled and headed out nightly to his car with his pen still clicking.
"Explain yourself." Said Jessica to Vivana.
Both seated at a bar on the front counter drinking liquor.
Barely someone in the bar.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about Jessy." Answered Vivana who later Jessica gave a questioning look.
"No, I'm not picking up your story."
"First I know that you're a general in the army and that you're not yet retired.”
"What exactly are you saying Vivana?"
"I know you pick up. I know that you’re not a detective and neither are you an ordinary Army General."
"Then who do you think I am?” asked Jessica smiling when her ringing phone cut their conversation short.
She picked it up from the table and on the gaze of it was UN unknown caller.
"Hello!" Said she placing the phone to the ear.
After a few seconds quiet. She cut the call short smiling. Placed her phone in the back pocket of her leather pants paying the waiter for both her drink and Vivana's then headed out to her wrangler.
"So this talk ends here?" Inquired Vivana who followed her outside.
"Yes!" She bluntly responded. "You and I have nothing to talk about."
Jessica hurriedly drove off living Vivana on the stress and in the way, her blue eyes glowed a tight purple sprinkle with her teeth bit visibly on her jars.
Her eyes then later calmed when she reached the police station. Locked her car and headed inside. On a first sight was Dannie who sat at her desk.
"What are you doing back so late?" Asked Dannie surprised to see Jessica at the office after their previous case of the donor that was taken from them that day.
"Am I prohibited from entering these premises?" She questioned Dannie too pleasingly.
"No!"
"Then can I have my desk back. I have something to take care of. What were you doing at my desk thou?"
"Nothing. I was just seated randomly. Why are you so protective?"
“Am I?"
"Yeah. Anyway. Do you need help with whatever you’re working on?" Inquired Dannie.
"No. It's personal." Said she seated logged in her computer and immediately, a folder file popped onto the screen.
Before opening it, she realized how curious Dannie still stood in her back gazing at her computer.
"Hey, what are you still doing in my back?"
"Oh. I thought I could help. Maybe?" He said.
"No. Do I look worried to you about whatever I received? I don't need help. Please live me."
"Okay. I'm gone then." Replied he walking passed to his seat.
As soon as Dannie settled at his table, Jessica turned back her eyes at the folder which she gazed at for five minutes without clicking or opening it. Selected it on to delete and again round to the recycle bin. Shutdown the computer, placed her black pen at the desk in front of the computer then headed out of the station to her wrangler.
Drove to her house. Rushed inside the bedroom. Turned on her laptop that was at the table. Hurriedly clicked a few buttons and on a screen was a video received from the pen she had left on the desk which applied to Dannie struggling with the password of her computer.
"I knew you were up to something Dannie dear." Said she to herself closing up the laptop again. Got her phone from the pocket calling a name Mickey? Placed the phone in loud to the table.
"Hey, anything for me? I have the files." Said she on the phone.
"You read all the files?" Inquired mickey through the phone.
"No. I just kept them safe."
"I see. There is one thing about the deaths that have been going on lately. Three women dead." Started mickey.
"What about?"
"Well. They were all strangled to death with similarities. Flower dresses and they were all friends."
"What does the case have to do with me?"
“Yesterday I found out that these girls had a similar death to that of your wife Amber."
"Explain."
"They all were first strangled then harassed by maybe a female or male. They were either raped or used for something else."
"Any idea who did that?"
"No. Though all the hotels the bodies were found belong to a young man named Jonathan Joseph Williams. "
"Do you have any idea of where I could find the guy?"
"Yeah. I did my homework ma'am. He is married to Beatrice Williams who also is a friend to the three dead women. Let me send you his work and home address."
"Okay. Thank you mickey."
"Don't see the guy before I tell you too." Warned mickey.
"Yeah sure." Replied Jessica ending the call.
She then turned back to her laptop directly to the internet and googled Jonathan Joseph William. A length of photographs popped and information about a young man who was seen previously at the hotel strangling a woman.
On the top of his Wikipedia described Jonathan Joseph William as a young businessman who received amounts of money for serving well in the military and yet already retired? It was then that Jessica was concentrating to recall if she had ever seen the man before when her phone vibrated. On her phone screen was a message from Mickey. As soon as she gazed at it, she quickly rose from her seat. Got into her jacket. Her gun, then put her phone in the back pants pocket of her trouser rushing out. Before she could reach to her car, a familiar smell startled her to a stance. Kept silent in the middle of her yard for a few minutes then walked left towards her neighbor. There she floated up the red car that packed at the road side. Inside was a young man with Dannie seated quietly? They frightened to the sight of Jessica who was already seated in the back of their car. "God!" Said Dannie chuckling in embarrassment. "You startled me." "What are you
"Good morning Doctor." Greeted Jessica heading inside the laboratory. "Will you ever knock? Ever?" Vivana asked as she continued with her work. "Why does that even bother you Carter? It's not like you're hiding something." "Like you are? You bailed out on me last night." "I had some important errand to run and by the way. It's not like it was a date. Who is she?" Asked Jessica getting close to Ms. Williams' corps. "She? Beatrice Williams. Twenty seven and married to Jonathan Joseph Williams. Victim of harassment. " "I think you shouldn't be a doctor?" Asked Jessica as Vivana kept on explaining herself. "I told her." Snapped Dannie heading inside the lab. "Good morning ladies? She was married to Jonathan for four months now and a few hours. Yesterday would make there four months anniversary as a married couple."  
She took out her phone and played the recording out loud as it started. "Yourhusbandisn'tagoodmanBrendahandIdon't know why you married him. He's been going out around my apartment and scaring me with guns. He wants me to sleep with him. Or else." "What do you say about that Mr. Williams. “Asked Jessica "I didn't know she even had a sister Detective Carriewhite. What are you saying Brendah!?" "We are going to keep you here until further notice. You're entitled to a lawyer and anything to say will be used against you in court." Muttered Dannie. "No. No! You can't
"You're drinking off your worries?" Asked Vivana getting to the bar counter where Jessica was seated with a bottle of beer. "Are you stalking me now?" She inquired turning a gaze at Vivana. "Buy me a beer." Snapped Vivana. "Why?" Chuckled Jessica. "Why would I buy you a beer?" "Because I asked you to. Can't you? You don't like me that much?" "Alexander. Please get the lady what she wants. It's on me." Asked Jessica from the bar tender. "Alright Ms. J." Responded Alexander. "Should we talk? About your unusualness?" Inquired Vivana from Jessica. "What? Why would you insist on knowing me?" "Because the person who made you is my Father Jessica. He asked me to keep an eye on you before he passed." Explained Vivana. "Here Alex. Keep the change." Said Jessica payi
As they kept looking around the scene, Dannie arrived with an ambulance at the front that parked in the middle of the road as they started marking the murder scene. "It's a tough time for you sister but I want you to come with me at the station so you can make a statement." Told Jessica to Sister Constance who was still shading tears. "And you two? Did you arrive the crime scene together?" Inquired Dannie from Jessica and Vivana. "Shout up you." Shaded Jessica boldly walking with the nun to her wrangler as she left Vivana who was expected to go along with the ambulance. She sat the nun in the back of her car then set to the station showing her into the interrogation room. "Hey Stacey. Two cups of coffee." She called on the receptionist. "I hope coffee won't do you bad sister?" She inquired from the seated nun. "No. Of course. Thank you." Responded
"Well alright. Back to the case. Father Andrade was with no doubt murdered." Revealed Vivana with at most assurance. "What have you found?" Settled Jessica leaning upon one of the tables at the door entrance. “Well, he was being feed with arsenic for sometimes. It's pretty dangerous to the body. When it comes to some old folk, he couldn't take it anymore." "Arsenic? Like heavy metal?" Asked Jessica with all her attention taken. "Yeah. Heavy metal. Heavy metal can usually be visible in anything but in his case, they were very little to see with his eyes. His organs had become damaged, the nervous system. He couldn't take it anymore." "How long do you think they've been doing this to him?" "It's been long?" "How long is the question Vivana?" Turned Jessica heading to the dispenser in the room. "I can estimate the exact period, maybe a year or half a year. I really can't estimate it exactly." "How did the metal get
"You nailed it. I also strongly believe that Armstrong is the one calling for your attention. The question is, what does he want?" "We shall find that out in few time. I need you to also look into the Los Angeles parish. I want you to find me the list of all priests who were nominated as the next church Bishop." "At your service." Muttered Mickey when Dannie approached Jessica's table. "Anything on the priest?" He said, giggly. "All we know is that he didn't commit suicide. And if he did, that's a very stupid way of killing himself." Denoted Jessica with all thoughts back to the case. "What next." "We are visiting the kitchen." Exclaimed she getting up from her seat. "What's gotten into you? You've never had lunch with any detective here. Not even me." Cracked Dannie upon his badge. "Well, I'm not planning to. We are heading to the church kitchen to investigate the case." Detailed she a little clearer.
"Yes. It's not just because he had an issue with father Andrade. It's because father Winner has a criminal record. And it's not just a mere thing. He has been charged for murder of two young girls." "That's interesting. He could have changed and seen to be a good man. Right?" "Ms. J. Killers like him don't change, the man is a psycho. He picks at any reason to kill someone." "How long ago was he charged of murder?" She inquired. "Eighteen years. He left prison nine years ago. Reason, good behavior and joined the priest hood." "Nothing is incriminating him to this case. Right? Father Andrade was being fed a heavy metal. That must have been done by someone who is really good at chemistry and knows the effect." "Yeah. That's interesting. Because Winner here was a science teacher back then about twenty years ago. Be