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
As a routine, Jessica led to the Emin bar after work. She usually had a drink and talked to the bar tender Alex who among a few made her smile. The priest day didn't make it exceptional, late that very evening, she saw her way to Emin and straight to the bar counter. Alex always knew what she wanted and always expected her. If she didn't make it, then he and the rest of the employees would know. Jessica went by a nick name Ms. J which every single employee at the bar called her. She sat down with exhaustion resting her hands upon the table and waiting for her drink to be served. On the right next to her sat a young man about the age of thirty with a husky beard that evidently had put all his effort to grow but less with the head which was hairless. He held a margarita sipping with a straw as though he wanted to grab the lady's attention. His right hand wore a Versace black watch and a dragon
"I'm not so sure about that Vivana." Turned Jessica with a tougher look. "I want you to not move a leg from this place. If you do, you better be heading back to your house." "Well Ms. White. You might be stubborn but I'm not also someone who listens to orders. I'm coming with you." She had insisted so much that Jessica did let her ride with her. They arrived the place as she had been directed and immediately, Jessica tapped Vivana by the tip of her neck making her go unconscious. "You don't have to always act smart with me Ms. Carter. She walked out of the car staging her gun just inside her duty belt. Walking briskly as her eyes kept looking around for any signals. Just as she was trying to grip the thought, she received a call yet again which she immediately received. "Climbup the stairs of the motel right in front of you. Tell the f
Jessica had led out of the motel just right about before she could go make sure that Victor and his daughters were alright, her instinct needed to make sure that Vivana was out of the window and seated humbled at her passenger's seat waiting for her to come drive them home. She walk at the other side calling upon Vivana's name but not answered. "Vivana.” she called yet again a couple of times but all in vein. Her thoughts took her back to the car wanting to believe that maybe she had already lowered her grip and headed back to the car. "Where could you be doc?" She muttered distressed to herself as she picked up her cellphone dialing her number but then realizing that Vivana had left the phone in the car. "Let it not be what I'm thinking." She thought again to herself walking to where Stuart had directed her. She arrived the door and as promised, Victor came opening with his young daughter upon his right arm.
Stuart gestured at Jessica counting to four then both grabbing one of the two men. Jessica walked in on him from behind choke holding him until he wasn't breathing at all then laying him to the ground. Well as Stuart came in right at the other guy's face. Grabbed him by the lips on to scream then slitting his throat in an intent with a sharp metal nail he wore on his pointer figure that Jessica hadn't seen before. "It's you." She muttered whispering as they walked to the day. "Me! Who?" Snapped Stuart smirking. "The throat psycho. The butcher." Answered Jessica. "You've been looking up on me?" He inquired. "I had was on that case nine months ago. About the five men who were found with their throats slit. We couldn't find any clue about the murder weapon nor the killer." On the inside, Vivana was being shown the supposed injection sh
Wake up general! Wake up." Called a supposed Doctor who wore a white coat. Jessica was though laid down on the ground unconscious in her army uniform with a knife thrust into his right thigh bleeding out. "Wake up. You can't die." Cried the man shaking her up. "Wake up." Called Vivana's voice snapping Jessica from her nightmare as she still laid in the bathtub. "You alright?" "I should be asking you. Are you alright?" Turned Jessica to Vivana who had moved out of bed. She suddenly winked back in water realizing she was all naked. "I'm better now. Sorry. I didn't mean to walk on you like that but I heard you cry or something so I needed to check up on you." "I'm alright. It was just a bad dream. You should go back and rest." Muttered Jessica. "It's already time for me to go to work. I have so much to do." Answered Vivana bluntly. "Nope. You're not going today." Confirmed Jessica picking a towel from the handle them rapping it ar