The Devil in Me
A Criminal Minds: Suspect Behavior story
Chapter 1: Kailyn Alexandria Benoit
Far in the distance this is the view from the other side.
Kailyn awoke with a start. Ten years and the nightmares still haunt her. She climbed out of bed and immediately went to the sink splashing cold water in her face. Grabbing a towel to dry her face Kailyn shook off the bad memories that had haunted her half a lifetime… Why couldn't she have been a normal little girl? Why her? No one deserves the pain she carried with secret suffering.
"I'm so sick of these nightmares…" I mumbled under my breath as I poured a cup of coffee. The cuts and bruises healed years ago but the scars remain as fresh as ever. The destructive choices of my parents led me straight down a destructive path of my own… one of a certain criminal nature. High stakes, dangerous, and exciting. Exactly how I liked it.
Buzzzzzzz-
I glanced at my phone. 3:50am. I turned on the TV and took a look around… the place was a mess. There was hair dye in the sink, lipstick on my coffee mug, an unmade bed and a note on the dresser.
The news channel was reporting on an escaped convict who broke out of a female penitentiary late last night. The reporter flashed a photo of the woman who escaped causing me to smile. Of course it was me, only a brunette mug shot version of myself. The reporter started to describe me, but I had stopped listening.
"Look's like that's my cue to leave this joint" I said and walked out the door of this half-rate hotel room. It's very counter productive to complain when the owner is doing you favor by housing you off the books. I gave a nod to the man behind the front desk as I exited the building. I almost felt bad knowing before dusk he'll be in jail for harboring a fugitive. Poor guy. But hey, there's no such thing as honor among thieves. And he's not my problem.
It was still dark out and being late December it was cold and snowy. Four days until Christmas and I am free again. This year will not be spent in a jail cell. Three Hundred and Sixty Five days was more than enough for my entire life. But I had to now find a way to seal my release… long term.
And of course play a little game with the Detective who arrested me.
I walked to a payphone and dropped in some loose change. I quickly dialed the hotline number I saw on the news report. Detective Matthew Hodges answered. Just as I hoped he would. "Yes, I think I saw that girl on the news… the escaped one. She was going into the Rock Ridge motel just outside of town" I cleverly disguised my voice with a British accent.
"You are sure about this ma'am?" Detective Hodges asked curiously
"Absolutely sir… I stopped at the motel for directions and she walked in, right past me" I said
"Thank you, I'm going to need you to come into the station and make a statement. I didn't get you're name ma'am, you are?" I smirked and hung up the phone. That was the end of that converstion. I began scoping the parking lot for a nice car.
I saw it almost immediately… a brand new 2011 Chevrolet Camaro. I quickly pulled a set of plates from my 'bag of essentials' and switched the car plates. Once I had done that I picked the door lock and hotwired the car.
"Now we're in business" I smiled as the car started. I casually pulled out of the lot and drove out of town… Collins Auto Garage here I come.