Enemies Attract
Summery
In the city of Los Angeles a serial killer is on the loose. For there to be of chance to capture him two rival police stations must set aside there differences and work hand in hand, to get him before he strikes again. Will they be able to do it or will the killer win?
But what happens when the killer is closer than anybody thinks. Who will be there to save the day??
What kind of relationships will form? Which relationships will fade?
And who is the killer?? All this and more answered inside!!
Characters
In the city of Los Angeles there are two main police forces. One for the East Side and one for the West Side
Over the East Side a young beauty by the name of Jude Alexandra Harrison runs things. She is 22 years old, lives with long time boyfriend, Mason Fox, and is following in her Mother and Fathers footsteps as the best police officer in the East Side. After her sudden departure from the West Side Police Station, Jude changed. She is no longer the calm laid back girl who could see the bright side of any situation. No, now Jude is cynical and bitter.
Meanwhile over on the West Side of town things are done a little bit differently. A bad boy by the name of Thomas Terrance Quincy controls the way things are run. Thomas is 26 years old, lives alone with his dog Axle, the only thing he refused to give up during his divorce to his ex wife Portia Mills, which was ugly to say the least. Thomas or Tommy as he preferred to be called ran things a little bit differently. The cops on the West Side were known to take bribes and to play dirty, and Tommy was no exception up until his divorce.
On the outskirts of Los Angeles, The Alley Dumper lives with his wife. To everyone on the outside they seem to have the typical relationship. They own their own two story house, they go out on occasion, they act cutesy in public, but once the doors close they go their separate ways. Him to his office or and her to town to meet a 'client.' Once locked up in his office he would go through the week's findings and carefully select his task for the week.
Prologue
Police units swarmed the alley behind the homestead yesterday after a distressed citizen called in a body.
The citizen, who has chosen to remain anonymous, was jogging with his dog when he stumbled across the body.
Minutes after the called was placed police were on the scene. Lieutenant Westman has released the name of the body as
grad student Jessica Macalister, who was reported missing three days ago on April 1st. Jessica appears be the latest
victim of 'The Alley Dumper.' If so that would make her victim number three in the past two months. Stay tuned through out the night
for more.
Click
He shut off the television and smirked. Wow it only took them a day this time. He thought as he took a swig of his can. He smiled thinking back to the day before.
He had just gotten home from work. The house was silent indicating his wife was out yet again fucking god knows what. It didn't matter though. Her time would soon come too just like everybody else's.
He took his jacket off and placed it on the coat rack before placing his briefcase on the floor. He pried his shoes off with his feet and walked into the kitchen. Grabbing a can of bourbon out of the fridge, he took a seat at the table where the daily paper was sitting. On the front page of the paper he saw a picture of Amelia Longhurst. He smirked knowing that he would repeat the actions that occurred days ago with some other poor soul. Picking up the article he began reading it. He loved to read about his accomplishments .Even if most people would find them heinous. The article was the same as any other he had read about during the last two months. 'Innocent woman's life taken' 'The Alley Dumper strikes again' A door shutting brought him out of the paper. He looked up to see his wife walk into the kitchen with red marks all up her neck. Her top blouse button was undone and he saw the marks extended down her chest.
"Hey babe" He said putting on a fake smile and standing up to kiss her. His wife smiled cockily. She thought she had once again gotten away with it
"Hey" She simply answered. "Listen I'm kind of tired I think I'm gonna hit the hay." She gave her husband one last kiss before walking off down the hall to the bedroom they once shared. Now that they are rarely ever home together, so many nights were spent in the bed alone. After hearing the door to their bedroom close and the lock click, he got up and walked over to the sink. He took one last gulp of the drink and tipped the rest down the drain. Quietly making his way down the hallway he pulled his necklace off from around his neck. Attached to his necklace was a golden key. He slipped the key into the locked door. Walking into the room he switched on the light. With the new found light shed on the room, it came to life. The walls were plastered with pictures of random women who regularly used the dark alleys as a short cut on their daily routines. In the corner of the room lay an opened messenger bag that held all his equipment. Scattered across the floor was various news paper clippings. He walked over to his messenger bag and picked it up pushing all the items back inside. Before leaving the room he stuck his head out and checked for any sign of his wife. After hearing the television channel change in the bedroom he snuck out the front door and made his way to the car. He pulled off down the road smirking the whole way.
Turning off the radio he pulled into a park across the road from his final destination, where he would wait for the next 10 minutes. While waiting he went through the messenger bag mentally checking that everything was ready for his task. Looking up he saw Jessica Macalister on her way home from her legal studies class, enter the alley way. "Right on time" he thought as he stepped out of the car. He followed her into the darkness of the alley, hiding behind dumpsters when she would look back. Once he was close enough 'The Alley Dumper' jumped out and grabbed Jessica from behind. He silenced her with his one hand and held a knife to her back with the other.
"Keep your mouth shut and you'll be fine" he whispered in her ear while turning them around. Jessica nodded her head and a few tears strayed from her eyes and rolled down her cheek. Slowly he directed them back to his car; once they got there he pushed Jessica into the backseat. He reached over and grabbed his messenger bag and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. More tears fell upon Jessica's cheeks as she he handcuffed her to the seatbelt. 'I'm gonna die, this man is going to kill me and I'm gonna die.' These thoughts ran through Jessica's head as 'The Alley Dumper tightened the cuffs around her arms and placed a pair on her feet. After he was sure Jessica wouldn't get loose he gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then climbed over her and scrambled into the front seat of the car. With one last grin in Jessica's direction he started the car and drove off toward his own little sanctuary.
That night he came home to an empty house once again, not that this really bothered him, actually it suited him just fine. His once white shirt now had blood spots on it, his usually gelled hair was all tussled and his arms red with scratch marks. All of which were thanks to the one and only Jessica Macalister.
She had put up a struggle, not many of his previous accomplishments had done that but Jessica was different, she may have looked as innocent as a nun on the outside but on the inside she was fierce and independent. The moment he got to the warehouse and took of her cuffs she began to hit him. She got some good hits in to, but in the end his strength turned out to be no match for Jessica she was doomed, and she knew it. She picked up the closest sharp object which just happened to be a knife. No way in hell was she going to let him take her life, if anyone was to end her, it would herself. She placed the knife to her wrist and went to slice her skin when he caught her. He calmly walked over to her and took the knife from her hand and threw it over his shoulder. He flashed her creepy grin before tying a satin scarf over her eyes. Jessica didn't stop struggling though. She began to throw her arms about in hopes of hitting him but it didn't work. 'The Alley Dumper' laughed at her attempts and started his attack.
A few hours later Jessica was spread out on the backseat of his car, a blanket spread over her body. 'The Alley Dumper' was in the front seat driving back to the alley where he had taken her from. He pulled up right next to the alley this time.
Jessica moaned as he picked her up, his hand brushing up against the new found wound on her leg. 'The Alley Dumper' carried her to the middle of the alley and dumper her on the ground, he gave her one last kiss and then whispered in her ear "It's been fun, Hun." He grabbed a few garbage bags and covered her body with them. He walked away not even turning back to have one last look.
