Obsessed
Prologue
A little boy, red hair, freckles, an angry look almost permanently plastered across his face. He went to school like every normal kid, but he wasn't any normal kid. He didn't have friends, he didn't have a father, and for all any of the other kids knew he didn't even have a voice, for he never spoke to anyone. But for some reason she looked past all of that….
When Walter looked back at his child hood he was haunted with memories of beating up the boy who cursed his mother, the man who touched her, and could still feel the warm after burn of his mothers hand slapping his cheek. So many tragic things that he almost forgot about the little girl, the little girl who had come into his life when he was little boy. Black hair and blue eyes flashed into his memory.
"Hi, I'm Isabel, what's your name?" Her sweet voice echoing from the first time they met after school one day.
"W…Walter," he answered.
"Do you want to play with me?" She followed him to the park where the spent all day. She would followed him there every day after school from then on, for months, until one day she never came back to school and he never saw her again.
He remembered a little kiss on the cheek she snuck on him once, and holding her hand when they walked to the park. Today he didn't really think about the little girl, until the day he was forced to investigate a kidnapping, where he found himself in the home of a murderer, a child murderer. For every killing blow that butchers knife struck on the murderer another memory of Isabel flashed back; her laugh, her eyes, her hand in his….That's the night he lost every trace of Walter Kovacs that still existed….