The Wrath Series: Part Three
The Crime Scene


"Help your brother's boat across, and your own will reach the shore."-- Hindu Proverb

Charlie stared into the killers eyes, getting a good look at him. Charlie laid on the ground on his stomach; beaten so badly, he could hardly move. He felt a pinch, and everything went black. Charlie couldn't feel anything, hear anything, or see anything. He felt like he was sucked into a dark abyss. An abyss of nothing.


"Sir, what's going on here?" David Sinclair asked, standing near the assistant director at a scene near the woods.

"Get those people back, right now!" the assistant director, Walt Merrick, demanded. David Sinclair and Colby Granger, looked to one another, confused.

Walt Merrick, turned, facing both of them, he looked like he was in a panic.

"It was him, boys." Merrick said, "We can't tell Don Eppes or Alan Eppes, anything until we know whats going on."

"What?" The two quickly asked confused.

"Just follow me through the path through the woods there." Merrick answered. The two quickly followed Merrick, "He got a hold of Charlie."

David and Colby stopped in their tracks seeing Charlie laying there, unconscious, only in his black boxer shorts. He looked dead.

"He isn't dead...is he?" David quickly asked, "He can't be."

Walt Merrick looked to David, and stayed quiet. Colby and David's hearts were pounding as they stood at the crime scene. What was Don going to say to this? What was Alan going to say to this? They've already lost Margret, the mom of the household, just three years ago. Megan Reeves, was right, this killer wasn't going to stop for anything until he was stopped.

The three agents, stood there, surrounding Charlie Eppes, the mathematician. The helpless man who laid there, motionless, unconscious. They couldn't believe that he would be dead. David and Colby didn't move, didn't speak, didn't blink. They couldn't even imagine what Charlie had gone through.

Nobody even suspected that Charlie was even taken. Taken as the victim, the next victim of the Los Angeles Slasher, Thomas Hook. Their killer, Thomas Hook, was on the move once again, and he took Charlie. Was it a warning call? What did it mean?

"Is the ambulance on the way?" A female agent quickly spoke. They turned and saw Megan Reeves standing there.

"Agent Reeves, what are you doing here?" Merrick asked.

"It's all over the news, you don't think anybody would find out about Charlie?" Megan asked quickly moving to Charlie's side and touching his neck, "He still has a pulse, we need to get him to the hospital, now." Megan demanded

"You aren't suppose to be here..."

"To hell I'm not suppose to be here sir. It's my fault that Charlie ended up like this! I could be next. We need to get him to a hospital, now!" Megan yelled with anger interrupting Walt, "I don't fucking care if I'm suspended, we're going to save him."

Megan saw some EMT's creeping through the path, "Over here!" Megan shouted.

They rushed over and got an oxygen mask over Charlie and moved him onto the bed, and carried him off to the ambulance with officers and agents following along the side, so they could block his view from the camera's of news.

Walt turned to Megan.

"I told you, you are not on this investigation anymore." Walt snapped.

"Investigation. This is personal matters now sir! Screw the investigation. He's starting to target us. Can't you see! He wants to fuck around with us." Megan snapped, "I'm not about to sit on my ass, while he's out there, waiting to target one of us next. I'm going to Don's apartment and I'm letting him know whats going on..."

"You are not going anywhere!" Walt yelled. The two were now in a heated argument at the scene. David and Colby stayed near them, listening to their argument. Colby and David kept exchanging looks with one another, from the argument they were listening too.

"He has a right to know!" Megan yelled, "Charlie is his little brother! You are not going to keep this away from him." Megan stormed off and Walt looked down with his hands on his waist.

"Sir, she has a point. Don's the one who is in charge of this investigation..."

"Not anymore, Sinclair. I'm the one in charge due to the fact this is personal matters. He's not going to be able to control himself." Walt snapped to David. David closed his mouth quickly, listening to his boss and nodded.

"Yes sir, I apologize." David apologized.

Walt turned around, listening to the small wind that brushed through the trees, "Thomas Hooker, our slasher, is out there somewhere. And we're going to get him before he can kill again." Walt explained, "And I'm going to make sure he doesn't kill again. Starting now."

To be continued...