"Boss, we have a problem. There is one more victim of Brent's, her name is Isabella Fuentez, she went missing three days ago from the Spinning Bear Club." Mack wasn't happy about having to call the Chief. Sierra had gone home to change before meeting him at the Spinning Bear.
The Chief sounded irritated. "Mack do what you can to find out what happened to her cand call me as snoon as you find anything out. By the way, becareful."
"Roger that boss." By the time that he arrived at the club Sierra already had the ball rolling. He quickly parked the car and headed her way when something in the bushes caught his attention. He unstrapped the throng on his gun holster, as he drew near he had his gun ready. As he peered over the top of the bush a squirrel darted out and ran up a nearby tree. Mack's heart nearly burst out of his chest! "HOLY SHIT, stupid fuckign squirrel!" He was in the process of contolling
Xavier was watching a show on TV, but he had no idea what the name of it was or what the show was even about. His thoughts kept drifting back to Sierra. He loved her and didn't want to lose her, but he has also waited so long for their union that it was excruciating to let her go. He hasn't talked to her or seen her in two days. He's even gone as far as to block the telepathink link that they shared. The less he has ot do with her the eaiser it will be for him. At least that's what he kept telling himself. He ached for her every minute of every day that he's not near her.He was dragged out of his thoughts and back to reality s a news bulletin flashed across the screen. THERE HAS BEEN ANOTHER BODY DISCOVERED. THE IDENTITY HAS BEEN WITHELD AT THIS TIME. THE AUTHORITIES SAY THAT THIS MAY BE ANOTHER VICTIM OF THE GOD FO TORTURE, WHOM THEY ALREADY HAVE IN CUSTODY!That BASTARD! Xavier had a feeling
Mack and Sierra were inthe middle of questioning some witnesses when his phone beeped. He hadn't even realized that the volume of his phone was turned down. He flipped the phone open and didn't recognize the number. The beep indicated a new voicemail. I'll check my voicemail as soon as I'm done here. He thought to himself as he returned to the questioning of Mrs. Tretchylovich, a retired seamstress who was only in the club looking for her husband, who played hooky from work apparently. A simple case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but she was pissed!"Did you fing him, ma'am?" Sierra tried to ask as delicately as she could."I haven't yet, but when I do he's going to wish that he'd stayed hidden!" She was one heated old lady."Thank you for your time, ma'am." Sierra looked at Mack as Mrs. Tretchylovich walked back to her car. "Wow, I almsot feel sorry for her husband.""Me
It didn't take Xavier long to detain the second intruder and he needed to keep this one alive to question him. After spending twenty minutes of questioning, Xavier didn't get much out of th eprisoner. He was losing time so he decided to go another round of interrogating. This time he would make the guy talk! "Who is trying to hurt Sierra Ryans?""I don't know what you are talking about. I know nothing.""Oh really? Well we sill just have to see about that." Xavier slowly circled aroudn his prisoner and darkness began to engulf them. Soon all the prisoner saw was a pair fo red blazing eyes. It was the most horrifying sight he's ever seen!"OKAY, OKAY! It was Dwight Bryans, he had set this whole thing up.""When did he set this up?" Xavier continued to circle the prisoner."Mr. Bryans had come to our offices about two months ago and paid up in advance to come to this address on t
Mack and Sierra were on a break, from searching the crime scene, when his cell rang. "It's the boss." He told Sierra after looking at his phone. "Hello?""The dental records confirm that our latest body is that of Isabella Fuentez. She was strangled to death while she was having either rough sex or forced intercourse. We are comparing fabrics and hairs found on the body, against that of Brent Cummings." Chief Lewis didn't sound too happy as he filled them in on what was happeining. "Have you been in to interrogate Brent since the body has been recovered?""We were just on our way to his holding cell. We have a couple of stops to make before we reach the jail." Mack told his boss."Make the stops quick, I want to find out why he'd killed her.""Roger that boss." Mack turned and grabbed his car keys then ushered Sierra out of the club ahead of him."What are you doing?" She waited for
Due to over-crowding Brent was moved to the nearest federal penitentiary, which happens ot be Sparrow's Nest. He wasn't too keen on gibing up his freedom, but what could he do? As soon as he got off the bus and entered the front gates he knew that he'd be in a fight either on his first day or within his first week. When he finally made it to his cell he was greeted by his cell mate. This guy was at least 7'3", he had very broad shoulders and a glare that could burn a hole through steel."What are you in here for and who the hell are you?" The prisoner would have been intimidating had Brent not been evil himself."Well not that it's any of your business but I'm here for serial killing and my name is Brent Cummings." Brent answered, ready for action!"Nice to meet you Brent, I have heard so much about you. It is an honor to have you as my cell mate! OH, by the way my name is Michael Chaville aka Brik Wall." He
When Mack and Sierra arrived to her apartment they found Xavier standing next to somebody that looked like he went a couple rounds with a heavy weight champion. "What happened to my apartment, and who the hell is this? Why is it that whenever you get involved my whole life tumbles into chaos?!" She looked accusingly at Xavier."Believe it or not I actually had nothing to do with this mess, THAT was all these guys." He pointed to the dead body on the floor and the person in the chair. "They are the reason that I'm even in your apartment." He sheepishly grinned."What were they looking for?" Sierra stilla wasn't understanding why someone would ransack her place."So far, I knwo that it was Dwight that put those gentlemen up to the task.""That still doesn't answer my question." She was getting low on patience.It was the hostage that spoke next. "My partner and I were looking for an amulet."
It only took half a day for the entire prison to find out that Brent Cummings aka The God of Torture was a resident. He knew that now it was only a matter of time before certain people got too cocky about their standings in the prison. He was sitting in his cell reading the latest news on Isabella, his last victim, when a shadow blocked his light. He looked up to see Tyrese McCarr 'Ice Pick'. "How can I help you friend?" He didn't want anything to happen unless 'Ice Pick' started it, then he'd finish it!'Ice Pick' didn't answer at first, he just stood there staring. He kept running his tongue across his lips like he'd just seen something that he wanted to eat, then he'd just smile. "Is what they say true? You know, about your victims and what you did to them?""Why do you want to know?" Brent did not glace up from the newspaper, but he was still watching his visitor from the corner of his eye. Of course I
Sierra left Mack at the hospital around 9 PM. The emergency room was swarming with people, when they first arrived. He wasn't seen by a nurse, doctor or anybody for a couple of hours at the very least. He had nothing for the pain and his wrist and arm had swelled to twice the normal size. His wrist was starting to turn a purplish black color. She could only imagine how much pain he was in, but he wasn't showing it which in itself really impressed Sierra.Once he was finally seen, he was told that he would need surgery to repair some of his tendons. "Sierra why don't you go home and get some sleep or something?" Mack knew that she'd stay the whoel time if he didn't say something."That sounds like a good idea but I am more worried about you." She gently patted his good arm."I will be fine, I'm in really good hands." He tried to give her the best smile that he could muster, under the circumstances."Oka