The book psycho part 1

"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.