Once Mark figured out how brent managed to get into the station, he made a point to block off the doorway so that nobody could enter or exit through it. The phone was being dusted for prints, but Mack doubted if they would find any. Brent wasn't that stupid, he's just playing with them.
"Until we hear differently we need to treat this case like he actually does have Sierra. We need to go over every piece of evidence and every active case she was involved in just in case anything connects. There has to be some kind of clues as to where Detective Ryans is!" Chief Lewis had been manning the phones while the others hit the streets for anything that will lead to her. It was all hands on deck for this case!
Mack was trying to stay very calm considering that his best friend was missing and the Chief was riding his a** hard! H eneeds to find out where she is being held and soon. "Call me on my cell when you come across a
The house really wasn't that hard to break into, he just simply carded his way inside. He sut the door very quiently behind him and stood very still just listening for any noises throughtout the house. Once he was sure that he hadn't woken up anybody he proceeded up the stairs and down the hall to the first door on the right. Syringe at the ready he peered inside...empty. That meant that the room across the hall was probably empty as well, he peered in the room just to be sure.Predictable Greg, he had the kids sleep over at a relative's house for some quiet time with his wife, that will be his last mistake! Once he cleared the first hallway he headed to the master bedroom. H waited just outside of the bedroom door getting hsi breathing under control. He could feel all his sense spring to life, the adrenaline rush never got old! When he calmed down he very quietly turned the door knob adn opened the door ever so slightly.
"Why did you kill my father?" Why were we betrothed and why did you save me?" These were all the questions that I wanted answers for. I wasn't complaining about him saving me but I didn't understand why, I just needed to know what the strings were."Well what happened to your father is a little harder to explain, I'll get more into that after I answer the other questions. As to why we were betrothed that will need to be answered by the Tribe, they know more about it than I do." He paused to look at her, he seemed to be mesmerized by her adn it took all his will power to look away. "Here is my question for you, do you know the true identity of Tucker Gillian?"I was thrown off guard by his question. "What do you mean his true identity? He is a veterinarian, he is 33 years old, both of his parents died when he was 8, he's an only child, and he's extremely good in bed. Do I need to go on?" I asked a little exaspe
When Mack arrived home he was greeted with the aroma of freshly cooked pasta primavera. "Daddy's home, where are all my beautiful girls?" At the sound of his voice, Madison came bouncing down the hallway and through the doorway, right into his arms. He just held onto her, she was his safe haven. When she was around him she had a way of erasing all of his stress. When he finally released her she ran into the kitchen where Cheryl was cooking."Daddy, did you bring me any presents?" Madison curiously asked.He smiled, this is a tradition with every case he closes, he gets his daughter a present. This one was a little late because of everything that has happened lately. "I will give it to later, okay honey?" Mack answered as he entered the kitchen."Okay, daddy, glad that you're home." Madison answered sweetly as she bounded off into the living room.He turned to Cheryl and as soon as she saw h
Theresa DeLania lived in a quaint two bedroom town house. She never locked her door because of the neighborhood, everyone trusted each other, which made what Brent had to do all the easier. He didn't think that Theresa was married or involved with anybody, but he did know that she lived with Saber. Saber was an Alaskan Malamute, she brought him in a couple months ago to get fixed. As Brent neared the door he kept an eye out for Saber, one thing he knew was that dogs were unpredictable. He needed to lure Saber outside so he pulled out a whistle designed for dogs.Once the dog was outside, Brent was able to hit the dog with a blow dart that was dipped with enough sedative that he would be asleep for quite some time. On his way into the house he made sure that the dog was asleep, but alive. Once inside the house he quietly secured every room downstairs. When he made sure that he didn't miss anything he made his way up the stairs to
Neither Xavier nor Sierra could sleep because she kept having nightmares, of course with him in such a close proximity to her, the tossing and turning never ended. Finally after two hours of tossing and turning he got up and went into the bedroom she was currently in. He sat on the empty side of the bed. Within minutes of him sitting on the bed, she started to calm down. He could feel the tension just melt away, he didn't understand it. He didn't know if she was subconsciously reacting to his presence or if the nightmares were ending, either way he was glad that she calmed down. Once she was able to calmly sleep he was too.When she woke up she found herself intertwined with him. Normally she would be alarmed to wake up in this kind of situation but she felt oddly comforted. She almost didn't want to move, she was debating on how she would move without waking him up. She was just about to move when he startled her by speak
Mack was depressed for at least the first day of his involuntary "vacation". He was lying in bed when Cheryl stormed in and yanked the blankets off of him. "What the HELL is your problem?! I mean what are you doing, Sierra is out there somewhere, possibly being held hostage by a serial killer who happens to be obsessively dangerous adn all you're doing is feeling sorry for yourself! You couldn't help her then so help her now, when she needs you the most!" Cheryl had her hands on her hips and her jaw was set, the stance only meant one thing, she wasn't going to budge on this topic, at all!"Cheif Lewis took me off the case, so I can't help her." He didn't want to admit to Cheryl that she was right."Oh please, do your own investigation, you know her better than anyone. Go to her apartment go to some of the restaurants that they have been seen at. Check out the other places of business that Brent had known aliases with.&nbs
Brent was covered in blood as he stood in front of the bedroom window toying with the nail file that he had just used to scrape the skin away from Theresa's eyelids. He took breaks from torturing he rso that he could enjoy every aspect of it. Her screams and moans, full of pain brought him back to reality. He had to replace the gag back in her mouth to keep her screams muffled.He turned around and walked over to the bed where Theresa was still tied up and barely alive. She was bleeding profusely, which was a lovely sight to see. He has only used three of the torture techniques. He started out with blunt, she had a baseball bat that she kept hidden under the bed for emergencies. Brent chuckled at the irony of him using if for his emergency.He loved the sound of bones cracking as the bat connected with her body. After breaking both of her shins and both of her arms he moved on to cold. When he rummaged through
"I need to call my partner to let him know that I am okay." I had been in my 'Protective Custody' for about two days now. I trusted Xavier a little bit more each day, even though he still hasn't explained to me what happened to my father all those years ago. 'Everything in due time' he kept saying. I also noticed that since he has been sleeping in the same bed as me, I hasn't had a single nightmare! In the last two days I found that I have the power of telepathy! I found out by accident actually, I was sitting in the kitchen watching Xavier cook breakfast and found myself wanting to know what was going on in his head. I hadn't realized that I had tapped into his thoughts until his body stiffened. He slowly turned around and narrowed his eyes at me.I was still lost in my thoughts until I heard something that I was shocked to hear. I wonder if her skin is as soft as it looks? Oh the things I could do to her