Print Page - Murdered with Love ~ Chapter Seventeen ~ Final Update

Well, I've decided to post my longest story so far on Insim as well. And indeed, some people will be murdered in this story, so if you can't cope with that well I suggest you don't read it. I hope you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

On a side note, the first few chapters have quite crappy pics. I apologize in advance. XD

~Index~
Chapter One (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1080041&postcount=2)
Chapter Two (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1080511&postcount=6)
Chapter Three (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1082060&postcount=13)
Chapter Four (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1083478&postcount=18)
Chapter Five (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1084739&postcount=24)
Chapter Six (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1087717&postcount=29)
Chapter Seven (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1089640&postcount=33)
Chapter Eight (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1091057&postcount=39)
Chapter Nine (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1095885&postcount=40)
Chapter Ten (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1099894&postcount=42)
Chapter Eleven (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1104148&postcount=43)
Chapter Twelve (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1107627&postcount=47)
Chapter Thirteen (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1113958&postcount=50)
Chapter Fourteen (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1126631&postcount=52)
Chapter Fifteen (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1150999&postcount=58)
Chapter Sixteen (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1151218&postcount=60)
Chapter Seventeen (http://www.insimenator.org/showpost.php?p=1152801&postcount=62)

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Chapter One

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There he is, with a big smile, the idiot. As always wearing his best suit. But he won’t wear it any longer. Not after tonight.

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“Excuse me, sir?” The man stepped back at the sudden appearance of a woman.
“Do I know you?” he asked carefully.
“Not that I recall, sir,” this was way easier than I had expected. Too easy. “But you just dropped your keys.”
“Oh,” he said with a nervous grin. “Where did I drop them?”

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“Just over there,” I pointed to an empty spot on the ground behind him. He kneeled to search them.
“Well, I don’t see them anywhere.”

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“Oh, believe me, they’re there. You just need to search a little harder.” He looked up. His brains knew what was going to happen. He only realized it a fraction too late. I smiled, and stabbed him with the knife.

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“This was the news for today, we wish you-” the woman fell silent, listening to someone behind her. “Something just got in. A man has been murdered in London.” I reached for the remote control.
“This morning a woman found the body of a thirty year old man,” she continued. Her voice now filled the whole room. “He was brutally murdered with something sharp. That’s all we know at the moment, the police will continue to investigate the murder.”

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“He was brutally murdered with something sharp.” I couldn’t help but smile.

After all, you deserve it. You were a monster. The world should be thankful. If I hadn’t killed you, someone else would have. But then I would have missed out on all the fun. I can't wait till they find my letter. With a shock I realized I had actually enjoyed it. Well, there were more monsters. I grinned.

Your wish is my command. XD

Chapter Two

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I continued staring at the television screen for a few more minutes, my thoughts drifting far away. Then I heard a sound I couldn't place immediately. It took another ten seconds for me to realize someone was knocking on the door.
"What the... Why always when I'm busy?" I muttered under my breath. I slowly got up and opened the door. I stared right into Lisa's shocked face. Lisa lived in the same flat as I, and though she was a good neighbor, she could be really annoying sometimes. This was one of those times.

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"Val, you don't mind me coming in, do you?" she said in her terribly high voice.
"But of course not, Lisa!" I faked a smile. Lisa got in and walked into the living room. There she sat down on a chair.
"Can I have some tea?" I nodded, and disappeared into the kitchen. Three minutes later I returned with the asked tea, and sat down too.
"Did you see the news?" Another nod.
"That poor man! Right here in London! Of course it isn't the first time something like this happens, but still..."

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"Yeah," I agreed. "You just hate to see such kind of things, don't you?"
"Indeed, I can't imagine what kind of sick person did this. Personally I could never kill someone!"
"Neither could I, Lisa, neither could I."

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Alex got out of his rusty old car. He checked his watch. Five minutes late.
"Mill! Get here you lazy bastard!" As always, the grey Rivers was in a bad mood. Alex hurried to his boss.
"Sorry-"
"I don't want no sorry, you're a damn cop! If even the police isn't at time anymore-"
"No."

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"You dare! What no?"
"I'm an inspector, not a cop." Alex corrected him.
"You won't be much longer if you keep arriving too late. And get your hair cut! It's so damn long you can't even see where you walk!"
"Yes, sir."
"That's better. Now come over here and look!"

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Alex moved in Rivers' direction.
"Now what do you see?" Rivers barked. Alex took a close look. There was a man in a suit on the ground in a puddle of blood.
"Well?" Rivers asked.
"It's a dead corpse, sir." Rivers rolled his eyes.
"Of course it's a dead corpse, idiot, I've never seen a living corpse."

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Alex bowed his head. He was getting pretty angry.
"So, what makes this man different from any other dead man?"
"I dunno, sir." Rivers seemed to resist the urge to slap him.
"He's murdered!"
"Yes I saw that, sir." He quickly bit his tongue before he said the other half of the sentence outloud. The puddle of blood was just too obvious, sir.

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"And that's not everything," Rivers continued. He pointed to his closed fist, and opened it then.
"I found this on his body. Read it."
Asking was too hard? Alex unfolded the paper. There were three words on it.

Murdered with love

"Well, at least he was a loved man." This time Rivers really slapped him.

Chapter Three

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"So Lisa, do you want another cup of tea?"
"No thanks, three'll do," she hurried to say. "It's getting late too," she said after a quick glance at the clock, "I really need to go home." I stood before she finished, and opened the door. She gave me a quick look, and went through it.

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"I enjoyed our talk, Val."
"Valentina."
"What?" she asked.
"My name's Valentina, not Val, or Vina, or anything."
"Oh yeah, sure." she left. I watched her leave and then got my jacket. I stepped into the dark, enjoying the fresh air.

*****

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"So did you write that down, Mill?"
"Yeah," Alex replied.
"What yeah?" Rivers moved in Alex' direction, till they stood face to face. And being that close to Rivers wasn't fun at all.
"Yeah sir." Alex leant back, till he touched the wall behind him.

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"I want you to understand this, Mill," he said. His breath smelled of alcohol. "You call me sir, always, at any time. I'm your superior, not one of your lazy friends. Do we understand each other?"
"Perfectly." Rivers came even closer. "Sir," Alex added.
"Good. Now get out of my sight."

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Alex walked back to his car. He tried to open the door, but instead of opening, it fell on Alex' toe.
"Damn!" he shouted. A woman walking by stopped to look at him. Alex forced himself to smile at her, while clutching his toe. He tried to place the door back to where it belonged, but somehow it wouldn't fit.
"Well, I guess I walk back then," Alex sighed. He kicked the car one more time and wandered off.

*****

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"Do me a favour and fill this once more." The man took my glass and filled it again. "Thanks," I told him. I took a close look at the substance in the glass. It was pink-ish. "What is it actually?" The man gave me a look.
"You don't wanna know."
"If you say so, mate." The man gave me another look. At the same time another man walked in.

*****

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Alex looked around till he saw a empty spot at the bar. He sat down beside a woman.
"Not feeling very good?" she asked him.
"Why?" he replied.
"You don't look like you feel good."
"You're probably right."
"Try this. It makes you feel better." She pushed her drink in his direction.

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"Thanks." Alex emptied the glass. It tasted like crap, but it did help.
"So what brings you here?" the woman asked.
"I dunno. I think my car."
"Your car?"
"Yeah. The door fell on my toe."
"What can I say? Life sucks." She ordered another drink.

Chapter Four

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When Alex finally woke up, he realized it was already morning. He lifted his head, and saw he was still at the same spot as last evening.
"Do you want another drink?" Alex looked at the man in amazement.
"No no, thanks. What time is it?"
"Six o'clock."
"In the morning?" Alex looked around. The spot beside him was empty.
"Indeed." He nodded. Then his eye fell on something in front of him. It was a paper with some numbers on it. At the bottom there were a few words. You know where to reach me.

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Alex frowned. Then he walked back to his car. His head hurt like hell and he wondered what had been in the drink. He finally reached the car to discover it was exactly how he left it. Well, after all there was nothing worth stealing inside. He reached for his cellphone to call a taxi. And he needed to get his car fixed.

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I yawned and reached for the newspaper. Police still investigating murder the headline screamed. Of course they were still investigating. I had left no evidence behind, other then the letter. I grinned at the thought of the cop last night. He hadn't even tried to hide his badge.

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The crime scene had been close and since he came walking, it was obvious he had been there. They were all so stupid. It wouldn't take long before I knew what they knew. But till then, I would have to do it with the newspaper.

*****

"What do you mean, you can't fix it?"
"I'm sorry sir," the man told him. "But I can't fix your car. I'm afraid you'll have to buy a new one."
"You are going to fix my car. Or else..." Alex threatened.
"I can't help you."
"But I need the car to get to my work!"
"Well sir, I hope you have a bike." Great. Now he didn't have a car at all anymore.

Well, here it is. :D

Chapter Five

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"How are you doing, mum?" I was visiting my mother, who lived not far away, in an old house.
"Fine. But there is this boy who keeps destroying my garden," she told me.
"Destroying your garden?" I asked.
"Yes, all the flowers are gone."
"And where exactly does that boy live?"

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"Two houses to the right." She coughed.
"Are you really okay, mum?"
"Yes, just getting older." I got up.
"Well, you should rest now. I'll come back tomorrow or so." I left the house just as quickly as I'd come.

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I walked to the right, and looked through the window of the boys house. On a chair in the living room I saw a boy, probably around seventeen.
"So you destroyed my mothers garden." I whispered. With a smile on my face I walked back to my car. He wouldn't do it again.

*****

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Alex picked up his cellphone.
"Yes?"
"Where are you?" It too Alex a second to realize it was Rivers who called him.
"At home." He lied.
"And why aren't you here?"
"Because it is my day off, sir." Rivers sighed.
"You never have a day off."
"But I'm free on Saturdays and Tuesdays!" Alex exclaimed.
"Not anymore."
"Right."

*****

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While I rode back to home, I thought about the boy. I could probably stab him with the knife too, but he seemed strong, and I didn't want to risk anything. What else could I do? I left my car and entered the flat. Once home, I opened the wardrobe. I reached for the hidden gun.

I'm glad you don't mind reading it again. :)

Chapter Six

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I rubbed my arms. I was getting pretty cold out here. I was waiting at the boy's window till his mother would leave him alone. She didn't seem eager to do so. After five more minutes she finally stood up, and I heard her say she was going to sleep. I watched her go through the door, and I heard her go up the stairs. The boy was still watching the television.

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I walked around the house, searching for an open window. I saw the wide open kitchen window. It was almost as if it invited me in. I climbed through it, careful to don't make any sound.

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I took the gun in my hand, and opened the door silently. Unfortunately the boy saw my reflection in the television.
"Shhh!" I said when he got up. "If you say even one word, I'll shoot you." I didn't tell him I was going to shoot him anyway.

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He nodded. Judging by his look I scared the hell out of him.
"I've heard one of your hobbies is destroying gardens? Especially when the owner is old and weak?"
"You mean that woman in the street?" It was my turn to nod.
"Well, she deserved it."

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"What did you just say?" I lifted the gun.
"Only that she deserved it," he said quickly.
"And why?"
"She stole my football..."
"So, if I understand it correctly, you only took revenge?"

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"Yes, exactly."
"Wrong answer." His eyes widened. I pulled the trigger.

Chapter Seven

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The boy fell on the floor. However, he didn’t die immediately, as I’d expected. I took a closer look.
"Damn." The bullet wasn't where it was supposed to be. "Knew I should’ve aimed for the head."

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I took a few steps back. This time I aimed for the head. The boy collapsed, and after a few more seconds he stopped breathing. I let my eyes go over the living room. There was nothing I had touched.

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Then I went back to the kitchen. I erased the fingerprints I had left behing while entering, and climbed through the window. I ran away from the house as fast as I could.

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Sarah woke up with a terrible headace. Carefully she stepped out of her bed. Nick's bedroom door was still closed. She knocked on the door. Nick didn't reply. "Nick?" She knocked again, and opened the door.

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The bedroom was empty. And what was worse, Nick hadn't even been in his bedroom. Everything was just as she left it yesterday, after she had cleaned it. Sarah went downstairs.

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"Nick, you know I don't want you to watch television all-" she gasped. "Nick!" Sarah ran the last few metres to her sons' lifeless body. She kneeled next to him, and took him in her arms.

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"Nick... please wake up... Nick!" He didn't respond. Sarah dropped his body and ran out of the house. "Help! Murder!" she screamed. "Someone please help!" Finally a door opened.
"What happened?"
"They killed my son!"

Glad you do. ^^

Also, sorry, I have the feeling a couple of the pics died in the months since I took them, and they're not on my computer anymore.

Chapter Eight

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"...and that's why I assume they are murdered by the same person." Rivers finished an incredibly long and boring speech.

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"Sorry?" Alex, who had been staring at the young boy on the ground, had only heard the last part.

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Rivers sighed and pushed something in Alex' hand. A paper. With a bad feeling Alex unfolded it. It was exactly what he had expected.

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"Yes, it's either our murderer or a copycat," he agreed.
"Nah, it's the murderer himself. No one knows details about the case."

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"Maybe they should. Then at least they would be prepared," suggested Alex.
"No. That would only cause panic."

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"And the fact a seventeen year old boy is murdered in his own house, with his mother just metres away doesn't cause panic?"
"Shut it, Mill."

*****

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"Val, something horrible has happened!" my mother screamed through the telephone.
"What happened, mom? Are the rats back?"

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"No, worse! Someone has been murdered!"
"Who?"
"The boy who destroyed my garden!"

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"Well mom, at least that won't happen again."
"Val!"
"Sorry. I'm coming."

Chapter Nine

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"Isn't it horrible?" I nodded. I'd spend the past hour agreeing on how terrible it was that such a young boy was killed, trying not to say 'he deserved it.'

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"Yeah mom, it's horrible." Someone knocked on the door.

*****

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"Go ask around whether anyone has seen or heard something," Alex mimicked Rivers. "Like anyone would notice something like that." He knocked on the door.

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A moment later an old woman opened it. No one in the past three houses had seen or heard anything, and Alex' senses told him it would be no different here. Well, he had to try anyway.

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"Can I ask you a few questions?"
"Come in."

*****

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Mom came back with the cop I met a few nights ago. What a coincidence. He greeted me and they both sat down.
"Have you heard or seen anything last night?"
"No, sorry. I'm a bit deaf."

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"OK. Do you know if the victim had any enemies?"
"I don't think so. He wasn't very popular among us, but no one would kill him... Do you have you any idea who did this?"

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"No..." He replied, a bit uneasy. "But this may very well be linked to another case." They know nothing. I smiled.
"Shall I take you out?"

*****

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"I'm sorry I didn't call back. I've been busy lately." To be honest, he had forgotten all about their meeting.

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"It's OK. I know what I needed to know." Alex frowned and watched her go back into the house.

Thanks Katrina, even though I feel some parts could definitely use improvement, especially the pics. :)

Chapter Ten

Warning: Includes cursing and violence.

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When Alex came close to Sarah’s house, he could hear raised voices. He stopped to listen.
“Just tell me what happened, stupid cow,” a male voice said. That was obviously Rivers.
“They murdered my son!” Sarah exclaimed.
“I want details, stupid woman.”
Alex raised his brows. Rivers didn’t seem in an all too good mood.
“They... They came... They murdered my only son!” Sarah broke into sobs. Alex heard a loud bang and cursing. Rivers must have got up so abruptly, he had hurt his knee against the table.
“Damn table!” he shouted. “Why do things always do that? Why does every single damn thing get in my way?” Alex decided he sounded pretty mad. “I ask you one more time,” Rivers went on, “what happened?”

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“They killed Nick!” That was enough to cause Rivers to go all mad. Alex heard him run to the other side of the room. The next moment Sarah screamed. Alex tried to open the door. It was locked. “Shit...” He took a look at the glass in the door, and grimaced. Then he slammed his fist right through it.
“Ow!” Alex bit his lip, and opened the door. He ran into the living room. He saw Sarah on the ground, and Rivers above her, kicking her. “Hey!” he yelled, pushing Rivers aside.
“What the hell are you doing here? Get off me!” Rivers struggled but Alex was stronger, and pushed Rivers against the floor.

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“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked Rivers as calm as possible.
“I’m questioning a witness!”
“You were kicking her.”
“She didn’t answer me!”
“Of course she didn’t! She is in shock! She just lost her only son!”
“That’s not a reason to ignore me!”
“You are obviously out of your mind!” Alex told him. He took a closer look at Rivers. River’s eyes were red, and he obviously didn’t shave himself in days. Only then he noticed the smell of River’s breath.

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“Have you been drinking again?”
“No!” Alex knew enough.
“You’re obviously drunk. You know what? I’ve had it with you. I take you to the boss straight away. I hope they fire you.”
“You’re not going to!” Rivers hit him. Alex took a deep breath. Rivers had crossed an invisible line. Behind that line he was not responsible for anything he did.
“That was quite stupid,” he said. Then he punched Rivers.

Chapter Eleven

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“And then he did what?”
“He hit me, sir.” Alex sat on an uncomfortable chair in Steam’s office. The boss himself sat on the only comfortable chair, behind an enormous desk.
“I had no idea Rivers was capable of something like that.” A silence followed. At last Steam said something again. “Well... I will make sure he gets fired. The police can’t use people like him.” Alex nodded and got up.
“One more question. How did Rivers get that bruise?”
“I was forced to hit him, sir.”
“Oh... OK.” Alex opened the door, when Steam interrupted him again.
“You’re in charge of the case now.”
“Sure, sir.” Then Alex managed to get out.

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He closed the door and walked away fast, as if he feared Steam would call him back. Steam was probably a good boss, but he managed to annoy Alex every time again. Only when he stood outside, Alex slowed down. Where to now? He checked his watch. It was already five pm. Home, he decided. He had worked without a single break for three days now, and to be honest, he was surprised he was still able to walk. He got his bike and left.

*****

Seven days later

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Alex woke up from a loud noise outside. He lifted his head off the table and looked around. It was dark. A quick look at the clock told him it was three am. He sighed. It had been a week now, and he hadn’t discovered much about the case he didn’t know yet. He stared down at the papers.

The mother of the victim went outside, and screamed for help. A neighbor noticed her and called the police. Several neighbors have been questioned, but none of them had any useful information. These conversations are below.

Miss Johnson, 60 years old:

"Have you heard or seen anything last night?"

-"No, sorry. I'm a bit deaf."

"OK. Do you know if the victim had any enemies?"

-"I don't think so. He wasn't very popular among us, but no one would kill-

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Alex stopped reading and went through the many papers, till he found what he needed.

The first victim didn’t have many friends. Before he became a successful lawyer he was addicted to drugs. A certain Miss Johnson, 60, found him on the street in front of her house, and took him to the hospital. There-

Alex felt his heart beat fast. There it was, the link between the cases he had been looking for. It had been right under his nose all the time. But still, why would Miss Johnson kill these people? And was she really that strong? It is easy to stab someone from behind. And everyone can handle a gun. He quickly got up. It was his duty to arrest Miss Johnson straight away.

Thanks, I'm glad you're all reading. :D

Well, chapter 12... Five more to go after this one. ;)

Chapter Twelve

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Alex knocked on the door. It was already 11 pm, and the house looked very different at night. Scarier. The door opened, and the light of the lamp inside lighted miss Johnson’s features.
“What can I do for you?” she asked slowly.
“Miss D. Johnson, I arrest you on suspicion of murder.”

*****

Seven AM

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The telephone rang. I picked it up.
“Yes?”
“Who is this?” an unfamiliar voice asked.
“I am Valentina Johnson, can I help you?”
“I’m inspector Right.”
“Okay inspector Right, why do you call me?” My voice was calm, though my heart beated quickly in my chest. Did they find out?
“It’s about your mother, Danielle Johnson.”
“Is something wrong with her?” I was relieved. Apparently they didn’t know anything.
“We had to arrest her on suspicion of murder. We have evidence she might have killed-”
“I’m coming.”

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I dropped the telephone. Fools, how the hell did they manage to arrest Danielle? She wouldn’t hurt a fly. They arrested you instead of her. “Yes, I know.” I told myself. Then a smile appeared on my face. This whole situation did have some advantages. If they decided mom was guilty, they would close the case and never find out who was really behind the murders. On the other hand, could I handle the fact my innocent mother was in jail for something I did? Then at least you don’t have to go to prison, the dark part of my mind whispered in my ear. But she’s your own mother! argued the other part. Like she cares about you. She never did. It was Dave she cared about. You were an accident. answered the dark part. But look what he did to her! You’re the only one she’s got.

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“Shut up!” The voices became silent, but the remains of the conversation stayed in my thoughts. I left the house and stepped in the car. By the time I reached my destination, I had decided. Mom did deserve a few years in prison. And if they wanted her to stay the rest of her life, well, that couldn’t be very long. I was still young. They can’t lock me up. I won’t let it happen. No matter what I need to sacrifice. Someone walked in my direction and greeted me.
“Valentina Johnson, I assume?” I nodded.
“I’m inspector Right, can I please have a word with you?”
“Of course.” We went inside and he lead me to an empty room. There was nothing but a table and two chairs. I sat down, however I felt anything but comfortable in here.

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Right took a chair too.
“Are you surprised by our suspicion?”
“Well,” I said, using my most innocent voice, “I never expected her to kill someone. She could be a bit aggressive at times, but...”
“I understand this is hard for you, but we really need to know some things,” Right said.
I nodded again, and reached for my handkerchief. I wiped away some none-existing tears.
“Did she act strange sometimes? Was she aware of her surroundings?”
“Are you asking me whether she was a lunatic?”
“If you want to put it that way, yes.” I pretended sob in my handkerchief.
“Mom... mom could be a bit... out of this world. Sometimes she thought I was an enemy. I wanted her to see a doctor, but she didn’t want to go.” I pointed at the scratch on my chin. A present from the cat. “She did that too.” Right noted down a few lines.
“I understand if you don’t want to, but, do you want to visit her?”
“Well... Okay then.” He got up and walked out of the room. I followed shortly behind. I couldn’t hide the smile on my face.

Thanks. :D

Chapter Thirteen

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After a short walk we reached our destination. Right unlocked the door, and let me in. On a chair behind a table sat mom. The furniture was exactly the same as that in the room I had been in a minute ago. Danielle looked up.
“Val! Thank God! They think I murdered a boy!” I took place on the only other chair in the room.
“No mom,” I replied. “They think you murdered a boy and a man.” Danielle frowned, trying to keep up.
“You think I did it?”
“Well...” I shifted on my chair, pretending to be uneasy. “There is a lot of evidence... And we both know you’re not yourself sometimes.”
“Not myself!” Danielle exclaimed. “When was I not myself? I know what I’m doing!” I took a quick glance at the mirror on the other side of the room. I knew they were watching.
“Mom, mom. Please don’t make things worse. You were out of your mind. You couldn’t do anything about it.”

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“Couldn’t do... Couldn’t do anything about it!” Danielle got up so abruptly the chair fell on the floor with a loud bang. She almost ran to me. At that moment a few things happened. First of all, Danielle fell over the table. Then Right ran into the room, and the next moment mom pulled me down. She started to hit me. I tried to hit her, but she had one arm wrapped around me in a way I couldn’t move. Right tried to separate us, but he wasn’t really strong and he fell back with his head against the wall.
“Bitch! Let me go!” I yelled.
“Never!” Danielle screamed hysterically. I kicked her. She grimaced in pain. Then she bit me.
“Ow!” I panted. “Stupid woman!” Then someone else came in the room.

*****

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Alex was noting down a few things about the arrest of miss Johnson, when he heard screams. He quickly stood up and ran in the direction of the noise. There was obviously a fight going on. His fears came true when he found out the sound came from miss Johnsons cell. He slipped around the corner. He fell on the stone floor, but he got up fast. He jumped into miss Johnsons cell. Miss Johnson herself lay on the floor, hitting her daughter. Val struggled to get lose, but Danielle didn’t let her go. Danielle reached for Val’s throat.
“Hey!” Alex pulled Val out of Danielles iron grip. He put his hand in his pocket, reaching for the handcuffs. He chained Danielle to the table. She tried to break free, but she wasn’t strong enough.

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Alex helped Val on her feet.
“You OK?” he asked.
“Yeah... I think I’m OK. How about him?” She pointed in Right’s direction. Alex kneeled next to Right, and examined him. There was no pulse. He saw blood dripping from a wound on the back of his head. The confrontation with the wall had been too much.
“He’ll be just fine,” Alex answered. “I’ll get someone to help him. Meanwhile, I think its better you get out of here. Why don’t you take a seat? I’ll be with you in a minute.” Val nodded and left.
“You’re not my daughter anymore!” miss Johnson screamed. Alex sat down and hid his face in his hands.

Chapter Fourteen

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I sat down on a chair like I was told. I rubbed my throat. It was hurting. Of course it was. It would probably be red for days, but it was okay, because now everyone knew Danielle was a lunatic for sure. Of course the dead inspector did help. I had pushed Right, but to anyone who watched the security tapes it would look like Danielle did it. I think I just assured Danielle of a one way ticket to prison.

*****

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Alex finally got up again, and walked out of the cell, leaving a screaming miss Johnson behind. He almost immediately bumped into Maya.
“Hi Alex,” she said, helping him on his feet. “You know you look like you just saw a ghost.” Then she noticed the screams of miss Johnson. A frown appeared on her face.
“What happened?”
“Miss Johnson attacked her daughter,” he explained. “I had to chain her to a table. She also pushed Right.” He looked around, and when he was sure no one was around, he whispered in her ear, “he didn’t survive it.” Maya looked shocked.
“Are you sure?”
“His brains were practically spread across the whole room, so yes, I’m sure he didn’t make it.” Maya reached for her cellphone.

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Alex walked on. After a minute he found Val sitting on a chair.
“Maybe you should see a doctor for that,” he pointed to the bruise on her throat. Strange enough she smiled.
“No, thanks, I’ll be completely alright.”
“If you say so...” Alex observed her. She didn’t look all too shocked by the fact her own mother had tried to strangle her just a minute ago. Actually she looked pretty happy. I must be imagining that, he told himself. What kind of person would be happy to be attacked by her mother? Val got up.
“I think I should go.” She played with her car keys. “Thanks for saving me from Danielle.”
“That’s OK. Do you want me to get someone to drive you home?”
“Nah, I’ll be fine.” She walked out of the door.

*****

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I drove back home in less than five minutes. I got out of the car, and started the short walk to my front door. Then I froze. “Oh my god.” I leaned against the car. This couldn’t be possible. It wasn’t possible my whole plan depended on the fact of a stupid police officer was smart enough to see my mistake. I banged my head against the car. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

Here's the next chapter. Sorry to have you waiting so long.

Chapter Fifteen

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“Easy Val, easy,” I muttered. I let my head rest on the car. “He probably threw it away. And even if he didn’t how big is the change he’ll find out?” I rubbed my eyes and went inside.

*****

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Back at his house, Alex was walking through his living, thinking. There was something about this whole case that made him suspicious. The longer he thought about it, the less likely it seemed miss Johnson could have set up this. OK, she attacked her daughter. But she was just getting old and confused. He sighed and put his hands in his pockets. He stood still when he discovered a paper. Val’s phone number, with the text you know where to reach me. Alex played with the paper. There was something familiar about her handwriting. But that was quite impossible. He rubbed his forehead, and sat down at his desk. Alex started to search through the papers of the case for the second time, when a paper fell on his lap. Murdered with love, it read. Alex froze. He put the two papers next to each other on his desk. The W’s were exactly the same. And the R’s matched too. When he saw the E’s, T’s and O’s were also the same, he quickly reached for his cellphone.

*****

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I threw some important things into a bag, and packed some clothes. I his the gun in a shirt, and let my eyes go over the room. There was nothing else I needed to take except for my purse. I cursed myself for being stupid enough to write the Murdered with love papers with my hand. I threw the bag over my shoulder, and ran to the car. The car I needed to abandon as quick as possible, because Alex would certainly know how to find it.

*****

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They arrived at Val’s flat just thirty minutes later. When they knocked on the door no one opened. That was a bad sign. Val must’ve known they would come. Luckily they met a woman who had the key of Val’s house. She introduced herself as Lisa, and she talked so much Alex’ ears started to hurt. The other cops didn’t look all too happy either. He was glad when she finally opened the door and they could go inside. They quickly searched the flat. Val wasn’t in the living, but it looked as if she couldn’t be far away. It was quite a mess. There was still a glass coke in the kitchen, as well as a bord. The bathroom was empty too. When he reached Val’s bedroom, he saw clothes spread across the whole room. Val had obviously quickly packed her stuff and left.

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Alex sat down on her bed. “The credit card,” he said to another cop. “Block her credit card, and trace her car.” The man nodded and left. Alex didn’t think it was going to help, but it needed to be done anyway. If he were Val, he would go to the nearest bank and collect all his money. And they would probably find the car parked somewhere along the road. He wondered how he could’ve been so stupid. The murderer had been right there all the time. He just didn’t expect it to be Val. Stupid. In the first place he hadn’t searched for a woman at all, till he suspected miss Johnson. A big mistake, since women could kill just as good as men. And in the second place he hadn’t expected the murderer to be someone he knew, someone he even liked.

Thanks, you're not the first with that opinion about Val. :lol:

Here's another chapter, because it took so long to post the previous one. XD

On a side note, next chapter is already the last.

Chapter Sixteen

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I dropped my bag on the bed, and went to the bathroom. By now probably everyone in the country knew what I looked like, so it was time to change that. It did hurt to colour my hair though, I’d rather have kept the natural colour. But then again, I didn’t have much of a choice. I hated myself for changing everything that made me really me, but when I was finished I was quite sure most people wouldn’t recognize me anymore. The only thing were my eyes. I should start searching for colored lenses. I quickly changed my clothes and admired the result in the mirror.

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Then I picked the bag up again, and left. Outside the car I had rented two hours ago was waiting for me. The car that would never return to its owner. I sat down in the brand new car and started it. It was time to pay an old friend a visit. After this, no one would ever link me to Valentina Johnson again. I wonder what my next name will be. I hope it’s not too ugly. While I drove to Gina, I started to wonder if the police had already found the fake trail I left behind. I grinned at the thought. Hours wasted to follow a trace that didn’t exist. And the best thing was probably I was already far away once they found out I had tricked them.

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Just an hour later I arrived at Gina’s. I wondered whether she would still recognize me. I knocked on the door, and an innocent looking woman opened the door. I knew better. Gina was anything but innocent. Compared to her the things I did were practically nothing.
“Can I help you?” she asked suspicious. I would’ve been suspicious if I had been her too.
“Don’t you recognize me?”
“Val!” Gina embraced me. “I didn’t recognize you till you spoke. So you’re tired of Valentina Johnson?”
“You could put it that way, yes.”
“And you want me to get you a passport.”
“Exactly.”
“Well, come in then. But you really need to change your voice a little bit.” I stepped inside.

Let me tell you a secret (ok, maybe not a secret XD) but there already is a sequel that I have completed and will post after this, and some sort of spin-off that I'm currently working on. :D

Here, a pic from the spin-off (just because I like making people curious XD):

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Anyway, the last chapter:

Chapter Seventeen

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“Thanks again, Gina.”
“It’s fine, Val.” She grinned. “I mean it’s fine, Marielle.” I grinned too.
“I’ll try my best to remember my new name.”
“You better. You don’t know how much money that passport-”
“Heh, I can guess.” I hugged her briefly and stepped back in the car. For some strange reason I felt relieved. This was my chance to start again, no one would know who I really was. Too bad I couldn’t kill anyone else anymore. I had some more names on my list. Names that would escape this time. And so would their owners.

*****

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“So Miss D. Johnson didn’t kill those people?”
“Yes sir.” Alex stood in front of Val’s house with Steam, who he was trying to explain how a murderer could have escaped and why he had suspected the wrong person.
“And her daughter was the real murderer?”
“Indeed, sir.” Why does he have to repeat everything I say?
“So you were wrong.”
“Yes.”
“And the murderer escaped?”
“Yes, like I said sir. But I’ll do everything to find her and imprison her.”
“Go ahead, then. But I think you’ll never find her again.”
“We’ll see.” Alex walked away. It started to rain again. Steam watched him go, a sceptical look on his face that made Alex even more determined. You better watch out Val, I’m coming.

*****

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So this will be my new house. I stopped the car in front of the house. It was small, but I liked what I saw. I smiled and left my newly bought car. I waved to the neighbor, who was sitting in her garden, and went inside. They’ll never find me.

How could I've known I was so wrong?

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