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Upton State Forest is a real place in Massachusetts, and there really is a Metro-West Serial Killer who's never been found to date.
Unbetaed again. Please forgive any mistakes. I don't own anything.
The killer has left something for Peter and Olivia, but not what they expected.
Warmer-Chapter 2
They had walked more than two miles according to the GPS when Olivia stopped and held up the searchlight to study the map.
"According to wonderful Nate Wertheimer, the spot we're looking for is up ahead another mile-or less."
Peter Bishop set down the heavy black evidence case, welcoming a momentary break.
"Just so we're on the same page, what are we looking for again, exactly?" he questioned.
'It's hard to say. Something from him though. Each time it's been different. He claims to have murdered six women in the last six months in the greater Metro-West area. And after each victim was found he left a note in places close by describing some detail that the police were able to link to the most recent body. Last time it was a lock of hair in a cigar box."
"Charming," Peter quipped, rubbing his gloves on his pants legs trying to warm up a bit. "But the unidentifiable substance found on the last victim's body is why we got involved, correct?"
"Yes. That body was found two days ago in Westborough just off the 495 ramp. So I'm assuming whatever he wants us to find tonight is related to it. The only reason why we're out here so late is there was some kind of delay in us getting the map until a few hours ago."
Olivia was quiet for a moment, thinking. "A lot of people at the Bureau think this Wertheimer guy could be the 'Metro-West Serial Killer.'"
Peter looked over at her bathed in shadow from the searchlight. "They have something to connect him to all of those murders too?"
"No, but the MO's similar." Olivia rubbed her arms with her gloves to warm up a little.
"He could be a copy cat."
"Yes, he could be. Let's get this over with. It's getting colder." Olivia started walking and focused the searchlight so she could see the GPS again. "Okay, just ahead of us. His map shows a big rock."
Peter picked up the evidence case thinking about how his feet were starting to get cold. They fell into a comfortable walking rhythm.
Olivia Dunham moved the searchlight away from the GPS so that it illuminated their path.
"Wait, Livia. I think I might see the big rock. Straight ahead." Peter took a few steps ahead of her eager to help.
All of a sudden there was a loud tearing noise and a male's scream. An unknown force threw Olivia to the ground. When she got to her senses she thought she heard Peter yelling to her and she crawled over to the searchlight that had landed near her on the ground.
Olivia flashed the light around but couldn't find Peter anywhere.
"Peter? Peter! Where are you Peter?!"
