Hey readers this is my latest story, and its requested by my soul sister RKORyder, so sis I hope you'll like it.
Please R&R and tell me what you think.
Dedicated to my soul sisters, RKORyder, Luneara Eclipse & Blair...
[Adele Peyton POV]
I took out my Mac Laptop and started brainstorming ideas for the first chapter of ...but no matter how hard I tried, no ideas seems to come into my mind!
Why does this have to happened all the time? I sighed out loud.
I frustratingly run my fingers through my strawberry blonde hair and adjust my glasses. This is pissing me off! No inspiration! I felt like I'm gonna explode!
SHIT! WRITER'S BLOCK SUCKS! I yelled out loud through the window as my new neighbor Ashley smiled amusingly at me before continuing to water her plants...
I quickly put a hand to my mouth and went to the kitchen. Me and my damn mouth! Shit this is so embarrassing! Now Ashley's gonna think that I'm a weirdo with no life. I sighed again, I'm seriously gonna need some more caffeine right now!
I rubbed my sore neck slowly as I press the start button on my coffeemaker . This is gonna be a long day and my damn brain is not working! Why can't I get the plot right for once?
I do love writing stories, it has been my forte for years and to publish my own book would be my ultimate dream, heck I even won prices and became author of the year 2 times in a row back in high school.
But as of lately, I began to suffer from every writer's nightmare, and that happens to be the DAMN writer's block! I guess its because I've been suffering from Insomnia lately after getting fired from my previous job. I was a financial consultant back in Baltimore, but my jerk of a boss decides that he's not impressed with my work and he wants me out. Damn, I should have punted his head right off for doing that to me cause I've been busting my ass for 5 years in his company. Fuckin' Ingrate! I hissed.
As I was making myself a cup of coffee, I heard somebody rang the doorbell. I set the cup on the dining table and headed towards the door, I opened it and saw Ashley beaming at me while holding a plate of delicious-looking pie in her hands.
"Hey Adele, are you alright there? You were out of sorts a moment ago. Well look, I've brought some pumpkin pie to cheer you up, they were my grandma's recipe. Poor girl, you looked liked you have not been sleeping for days." she exclaims while pointing at the eye-bag under my eyes.
I forced a weak smile, "Oh Ashley, that's very kind of you to bring me some pie. The eye bags are due to me staying up late to write a book, and to tell you the truth, I've been diagnosed with a very serious disease called Writer's Block." I smiled.
She passed me the pie. "Well I know what it feels like to have Writer's Block, I had them too. Well I gotta leave for work now and I hope you enjoy the pie, cause it goes really well with coffee." she winked before walking out of my porch.
After she left, I placed the pie on the pantry. Smells good but I've don't have the appetite now, guess I'll eat it later. I shrugged and grabbing my cup of coffee, I walked back to my room to began my first chapter...
I sat comfortably on the recliner and started thinking of ideas, after about an hour of scribbling a few things here and there. I sat back on my recliner and smirked contentedly, for I've finally come up with a plot and its gonna be about a young woman by the name of Daffney McKenzie who murdered a group of good-looking guys that she met online...!
[Phil Brooks aka CM Punk POV]
[Crime Scene]
I was searching for clues around Kingsley Hotel, since a dead body has just been recovered in room 329 and he's being brutally murdered! I gaze at the body, he doesn't seem to have any bruises on his face but it looks like somebody has plunged a knife on his stomach, it was too gruesome and the bed on which his body rested was soaked with blood, there was so much blood on the bed that it makes me cringed.
I gritted my teeth in anger as the victim seems to be pretty young. Alex Riley, our crime-scene forensic is inspecting the body in detail, I leave him to it and walked back to my partner...
For the past 2 weeks, there has been 4 dead bodies including this guy! We had no leads and all we know is that the killer is a woman, which we and the press have dubbed her as Femme Fatale.
I turned to my partner Randy Orton, "Randall, any info on this kid?" I asked him.
"Name's Ethan Simpson, 26 years old, works as an Accountant at Creighton Firm. I've informed his parents and they are on their way here." he added while scanning the whole room for any evidence.
"What a waste, with a good-looking face like that he could be a model or a movie star." I sighed sadly as Alex Riley, whom we called A-ry headed towards us.
"He's been brutally stabbed 5 times in the abdomen, and there seems to be a lot of bite marks on his neck and chest, other than that there doesn't seem to be any signs of struggle and he's not been sedated too." A-ry added as Randy's expression turned into a grimace.
I clenched my fists, "Who is cruel enough to end this kid's life!" I hissed angrily as Randy shook his head in disappointment.
About 10 mins later, a woman who appears to be in her late 40s runs past us to room 329 and broke down in tears seeing her son's mutilated body, the father Mr Simpson hugged her tightly.
I began to slowly walked towards them and I know that nothing I say will ever changed the situation.
"Hi, I'm Officer Brooks and this is my partner Officer Orton." Randall and I showed them our badges as they slowly shook their heads.
"I'm sorry about your son, and I know that this is not the right time for us to be questioning you, but I do need any information on Ethan's friends and who he hangs out with, since this will really helped in the investigation. The least I could do is to get justice for your son. Ethan is the 4th victim and it looks like the culprit is targeting young and attractive males..!"
Mrs Simpson wiped her tears as she started to speak, her voice is strained from trying to control her overwhelming emotions.
"I hope you do catch the culprit for my son." She paused before continuing, "For the past month, Ethan has been telling me that he's really in love with this girl." she told me and my eyes widened.
"A girl, any idea on who she is, Ma'am?" I asked.
"I don't know who she is, Ethan mentions some girl that he has been chatting with online." she added while her husband held her tightly.
Randy took out his notepad and began scribbling all the info that Mrs Simpson has provided while I continued asking her questions.
"Did he tell you the name of the girl, Ma'am?"
"Yeah he told me that her name was Lindsay but I don't know what she looks like Officer." She began to burst into tears, I felt so bad and I gently pat her shoulder to calmed her down.
"Please bring justice to Ethan, Officer. He's our only child." Mr Simpson said as he tried his hardest to control his emotions since he didn't want to put up a weak front for his grieving wife.
"Don't worry, Mr and Mrs Simpson, I'll do my best to put these culprit behind bars and I'm gonna bring justice to all those other victims too." I vowed to them...
[Back at the Police Dept]
[Phil Brooks POV]
Randy, Alex, Ted and myself were analyzing the crime scene pictures of the 4 victims including Ethan Simpson, just so that we have a clearer picture on who the killer would be...?
"So Ted, what are the motive behind these killings?" Ted Dibiase Jr is a criminal analyst in our team.
"Emmm, the motive is unclear right now. The only similarities among the victims is that they are all killed during a meet-up with this femme fatale and judging by the wounds inflicted on the victim's, its clear that this woman really hates men, since all 3 were murdered brutally in hotels except for Perry, whose body were found in his own penthouse." Ted added.
I smiled, "Thanks for that Teddy, now let's take a look at the 4 victims again and try to find some sort of a pattern. Randy, A-ry and Ted began taking notes as I began describing the photos in detail.
I took the first picture and examined it closely.
"Victim Number 1, Aaron Emmory, 23 yrs old with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes has an athletic body type and he plays football. He has 2 stab wounds on the chest, shoulder and abdomen"
"Alright next is victim number 2, Perry McMillan, 28 yrs old, models for Calvin Klein, has brown hair and green eyes. Stabbed multiple times on the chest." I then scanned the third picture.
"Victim number 3 is Dante Castro 27 yrs old, has dark hair and brown eyes. Models for Levi's jeans and he's stabbed multiple times on the chest and stomach."
"Lastly victim number 4 is Ethan Simpson. He has blue eyes and brown hair. Athletic body and as A-Ry said, he's stabbed 5 times in the abdomen and has bite marks around his neck and chest."
"So does any of these victims ring a bell, guys?" I asked them.
Randy began to speak, "The only similarities that all these guys share is that all of them were good-looking kids, so I believed that these killer is targeting the good-looking ones with model-like features."
Randy finished as A-ry continued, "Plus the main thing with all the 4 victims is that, they were no signs of struggles, so I assumed that the victims were caught off-guard when they were attacked and another thing is, there were no bruises on any of the victims faces, which is odd cause, it seems that she didn't want to ruin their faces for some reason, or maybe she just wants to preserved their handsome features." he shrugged as he continued examining the pictures.
I nod my head, "Yeah I do agree with you and Randy."
"Phil, I think that in order to catch this killer, one of us may need to go undercover as a model or something, and we need to be in all those dating websites since she finds her victims online." Randy added.
"Good Point Randall, the question is which one of us should go undercover?" I asked them.
"Why not you, Phil?" Ted said as both Randy and A-ry nodded their heads in unison.
"Me?" I pointed to myself, I was kinda surprised that they will picked me over Randall.
"Alright then, when will I have to be Undercover...?" I smiled.
"Starting of tomorrow Phil, you're going undercover as an Accountant and you'll be an applicant on the most popular dating site called 'Finding Love' and you don't have to change your name, you'll still be Phil Brooks. We'll be monitoring every dating site and interview every suspicious female suspect, I believed that we'll find her on these site since all of the four victims are applicants on the same site and I sure hope that we'll be able to nabbed her this time." Randy added softly.
"Randy, together we'll nabbed this Femme Fatale...!" I assured him.
Tomorrow will be a new day and I hope that these Femme Fatale would not be able to escape my charm...!
So how was it?
Who could the killer be?
Will Adele ever be able to publish her book...?
Will Phil get to nabbed the Femme Fatale this time?
Please r&r and tell me what you think?