"I TOLD YOU TO KEEP YOURMEN BACK UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE! YOU CAN'T TREAT HIM LIKE OTHER KILLERS, HE'S SMARTER AND MORE UNSTABLE. HE'S ALREADY PROVEN THAT HE'S WILLING AND ABLE TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO GET EXACTLY WHAT HE WANTS!" Mack Couldn't believe that the cops in charge of his daughter's case were dumb enough to allow their cover to be blown!
"There is no exvuse for what heppened." Detective Thompson looked very embarrassed.
Mack took a breather before he completely lost his temper. He nodded to Cheryl, who went intot he kitchen so that the boys could have a heart to heart. "Sorry that I snapped at you, I'm worried for my daughter." Mack looked away for a moment so that he didn't see the tears welling up in his eyes. Once his emotions were under better control he looked back at the Detective. "Is this your first kidnapping case?"
"Yes sir, it is my first kidnapping case." Detective Thompso
"You don't know me and I won't tell you who I am either, so don't ask. I have some information for you." The stanger on the phone was purposefully being cryptic."Why would I listen to anything that you have to say?" Brent was startign to get a little irritated. Who the hall was this guy and how did he find me or why would he even want to help me?! Brent didn't like mind games and it seemed like that's all that has been going on. He's never had to work so hard to kill someone before! Had he known that getting Sierra Ryans would be THIS hard to get, he would have just killed her months ago! After this no more playing with his toys! He vowed.There was a long pause before the person on the other end spoke. "It has something to do with Sierra Ryans."Brent froze. "What do you know about Sierra?" Brent was so focused on this strange caller that he didn't hear the back door to his
"We need to go rightnow! I know where Brent is." Sierra was already up and heading towards the door with her jacket in hand."Whoa, hold on a second, how do you know where he is? You haven't even opened ur psychic link!" Xavier didn't want to waste any time, since they had so little to start with.She smiled. "I actually didn't need to track him, back when we were dating-" She shuddered in disgust just speaking the word! "He had mentioned a place that he considered his safe haven since he was a child. It was an old battle groud, he never told me the name but it is located near The Spinning Bear Club, where he has Madison. I would bet my life on it!" She needed to call Mack to let him know what was going on.Xavier believed her but he still had very ominous feelings about this whole thing. "Okay, is there anything you need to do before we go?" He knew that she was told to meet Brent at the c
Mack quickly spoke with Detective Thompson. "Brent may have Madison at a historic battle ground site!""How did you come across this information? What is the name of the battle ground?" Thompson was hurriedly writing down the information."I received a call from the station and was informed that after Brent found that the club was a trap he contacted the dispatcher at the station and left a message for me." Mack became angrier the more he thought about it! "The name of the battle ground is Marble-Stone Battle Ground." He made sure to not mention that Sierra called because she was still in danger but he relayed the message from dispatch. The new information didn't sit well with Mack, that area was vast and his daughter could be ANYWHERE!"I will send a couple of units over to the battle ground, Detective Stone I can't stress enought how important it is for you to stay at home! I promise that I will call you later to
DAMN! Brent had been searching for his hostage for a little over half an hour now and she was nowhere to be found! His shoulder coursed with pain with every step he took. Normally he could endure a lot of pain but then again this had been the first time that he has been stabbed! He still couldn't believe that he had allowed someone to stab him! He was wandering further into the brush looking for Madison, when a thought occured to him. Maybe she was the one who stabbed him. He pondered that though for a brief moment. Nah, she couldn't have! There was no possible way that she possessed enough strengh, especially not now. Not with all the drugs pumping through her system! She should actually still be unconscious, it was bafling that she was even missing. Brent walked a little further into the forest when she smelled something familiar. Something he hasn't smelled in a couple of days! Si
Sierra loved the adrenaline rush of pursuing a suspect but Xavier wouldn't take no for an answer, so she had to sit near the top of an old oak tree to stay our of harm's way. "This sucks." She sourly informed a couple of squirrels, playing to tag with each other, across from her on another branch.She was jsut getting more annoyed when she heard a snapping sound. She quietly peered down below and saw Brent walk by the tree, fast then suddenly stop. She looked in the direction with which Brent was facing. What she saw was majestic yet terrifying. Something was attackign him from the shadows. She couldn't see what it was but she recognized it's voice. XAVIER! She realized, in that moment, that she had actually never seen him shift before. After having see him as a human and now as a beast, she preferred him in human form. It was easier on the eyes, and a lot less terrifying!She couldn't quite hea
Mack was just regaining consciousness when his phone alerted him of an incoming message. He had a throbbing headache and he had to take a couple of minutes to clear the fog from his head. By the time he recieved the message, he was fully awake and in pain. The message was from Sierra letting him know that Madison was safe and sound, in Xavier's vehicle and the combination to the doors was 5-6-7-3-8-2. Mack finally was able to let out a breath in relief!He quickly called Thompson, but for some reason he wasn't answering his phone, so Mack left him a voicemail letting him know what was happening. His next call was to the Chief to inform him of his location and where he would be headed. He knew that THAT would get his ass chewed for disobeying a direct order to stay out of the investigation but he didn't care! When he tried to start the car there was no power. He popped the hood and found the battery was missing! "DAMN I
Brent hit the ground with such a force that made him see stars. The last thing he knew wat that his hostage had weapons aimed at him, then two big strong arms wrapped around him then pulled him through the car window. Once he got his barings he got back on his feet and steeled himself against another attack. "WHAT the hall are you and what have I done to piss you off so much?!" He cocked his head to the side before asking. "Did I kill your sister...mother...wife...or was it your girlfriend?" Brent neede to get out of this situation. This is the second time he's been in this kind of predicament in the last two hours! They just kept circling each other. This guy is absolutely relentless! Brent thought to himself."You murdered and tortured many people, but what really pissed me off was when you tried to kill someone that I deeply care about, as long as I am on this earth you will NEVER have Sierra or any part
It only took Mack roughly twenty minutes to drive to the location that Sierra had given him. He parked far enough away that the car couldn't be seen, just in case Brent was still loose. As he neared the Black Altima he readied his weapon. He saw Madison asleep on the back seat as he peered through the windows. Once he made absolutely sure that it was safe he punched in the combination and was relieved to find that Madison was unharmed. He wanted to wake he rup and move her to his car, but briefly hesitated. He brushed a stray strand of hair away from her tear streaked face. "Madison...honey...are you awake?"When she looked upat him he could see all the tears that she hald back just over flow. She hurried into his welcoming arms and he just held her as she sobbed. "Daddy please don't make me go to school tomorrow! I want to stay home wiht you and mommy...where it's safe." She sounded so weak and fragile.
I can't believe that this day has finally arrived! My life has not been easy by any means but today if feels like all the rough patches are worth going through. I stare at myself in the mirror as Cheryl, my maid of honor, helps me attached my veil. There is an uneasiness that I have not been able to shake this whole day. I know that it is the cop in me that won't shut down but I have never been led astray by my instincts. I don't have to worry about Brent Cummings aka The God of Torture anymore, he is dead thanks to my inner demon. However Garrison O'Grady is still at large and we just found out recently that he is also the biological brother of Brent Cummings! Just my luck I now have yet another pshycopathic serial killer on my hands! "Earth to Sierra!" Cheryl comments, breaking my thoughts. I smile at her blushing, having been caught zoning out...again. "Sorry, I have a lot on my mind and I'm really nervou
It has been about three months since she had killed Brent Cummings and she still couldn't get rid of him. She stopped reading newspapers because that's all every one talked about. She would have quit her job if she could, but Mack and Xavier helped her listen to reason. "Sierra, honey, you need to forget about what happened in th past and focus on the present." Cheryl's voice brought her back to reality. "I know, I know I'm trying, by the way you look beautiful." She slapped on the best smile that she could. "Well thank you and you look absolutely radiant yourself." Cheryl stood behind her and touched up her make-up. "We have only a few minutes until the music plays. Now as you maid-of-honor, I am ordering you to help me with your veil." Sierra was chuckling at Cheryl as she held the head piece in place while Cheryl pinned it to her head. "Are you going to tell your husband-to-be?" Sierra was tak
Everything was falling apart! Sierra needed to get control of herself and soon. This latest incident could have cost her her job, her friendship with Mack, and above all else it could have cost her Xavier! Her boss took pity on her and just sent her on a three week paid vacation, so things could blow over or in the least cood down. Another thing that she was curious about was that since she drank from Brent, she hasn't suffered from the fever, it was very odd.She didn't object, she knew it would be of no use to argue. She knew that she needed the vacation anyway. She called Mack to let him know that she was going to leave town for about a week, of course he started to argue but he quickly gave in. "Don't worry Mack, I will be fine. I will call you when I arrive." She had bit waited for his reply before she hung up the phone.She looked at her watch, she had just enough time to take a shower, pack a bag or two
Brent coule not believe his luck that Sierra would just be unconscious waiting for him to punish her! He slowly admired her body as he took her cloths off. What delicate skin! Brent smiled to himself. He also took his clothes off and readied himself by hovering over her body. He caressed her legs up her hips over her stomach. He lingered on her perky breasts and tweaked her nipples to harden them to pointy nubs. He could feel that her body was shuddering under his touch. He smirked to himself as he bent down and took her nipple into his mouth and moaned at the taste of her in his mouth.He was so lost in his moment that he was unaware of her soft moans as she slowly roused to consciousness. He popped his mouth off of her breast and made his way up her neck to her mouth. He was about to run his tongue over her lips when he realized that she was fully awake! The intensity of her eyes startled him a bit.&
Garrison was resting in his new hotel, he stopped going to Pauline's for fear that someone would notice. He was flipping through the TV channels to make sure cops hadn't caught onto his scent yet. When he came across the local news he watched in shocked amazement. Apparently Brent Cummings tried to attack Detective Ryans for the second time, when he was somehow killed! He angrily shut off the TV, he started to pace around the room. How could Brent be taken over by his obsession so easily. Looks liek I'm just gonna have to find out what really happened to me brother! As he paced about the room, he was compiling a metal shopping list of items that he would need. He was in such deep thought plotting his revenge that he hadn't noticed that a young woman was standing in the doorway of his room. He stopped pacing and turned toward the door. "Beg your pardon sir, I wasn't aware that this room was occupied. Sorry to h
Mack had been trying to reach Sierra for a couple of hours. Either she was ignoring her calls or she was out of range. He decided to stop by the 2nd precinct on his own, he'll just pass along the information when he saw her next. She was starting to act really weird as of late, he was really starting to worry about her even more. He was brought back to reality as he was met by Detective Dominguez. "Good evening Detective Stone." Detective Dominugez was about 5'9" and locked to be in his early thirties and fit. "Well I brought those photos, that I told you about with me. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind interviewing some of those co-workers of the first victim, with me." "I will go with you, but only on one condition, I drive." Detective Dominguez was already headed to his car. Mack quickly exited hsi car and hopped in the passenger side of Detective Dominguez's car. They rode the whole way to the din
Brent followed both Sierra and her guest, to a cabin that was hidden well out of the city limits. He decided to change the location of his plans, out here nobody would interfere it was perfect! When they entered the cabin Brent started to prepare for the plan. He waited for the man to leave before he put his plan into action. When he knew that the man was a safe distance away, he made his way towards to cabin, cautiously. When he reached the door he paused to make sure that the guy wasn't coming back, the only thing he heard was a light groaning coming from the other side of the door. He slowly and quietly opened the door adn entered the cabin. He shut and barricaded the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. He found that he was in the kitchen so he searched for a weapon and found a meat cleaver. He walked down the hallway and heard the groans getting louder. He came up to a closed door on the right and
When Mack headed back to his desk he was bombarded with at least 15 messages waiting for him. Three were from his wife, two were from Xavier, and the last ten were from the 2nd precinct. "Hello, this is Detective Mack Stone, I am returning a call to a Detective Gabriel Dominguez. Is he available?" "Hold please." Moments later he was greete4d by a man's voice that had a slight accent to it. "Hello, this is Detective Dominguez, thank you for returning my call. I have a couple of cases that you and your partner might be interested in." "What kind of cases?" Mack asked, intrigued. "The M.O. is familiar to your previous torture cases. The only difference is that the killer leaves a callling card at every scene." Mack didn't recall Brent leaving any calling cards at his crime scenes. "What kind of calling card?" "He leaves a black rose on or near the body of whoever he killed. This guy se
O'Grady could hear music and laughter coming from room 390, so he quietly approached the door, looked around and made sure that no one was watching him. He reached for th edoor knob and turned it until the latch released adn the door fell free from his hand. He wouldn't have much time so the needed to act quickly. He reached inside his bag and pulled out a bowie knife, he watied for rick to come to the door. As the door started to shut, he slid his arm through the crack and slashed at what he believed to be Rick's throat. His assumption was confirmed when he heard a gurgled gasp and Channing's shocked voice. "RICK! What the-" O'Grady stormed intot he room and locked the door behind him. "Well hello Channing." He smiled menacingly at his prey. Channing was sitting at the desk when O'Grady walked into the room. "What do you want? I already apologized for knocking your drink all over you." "Yes, ye di