*Chapter Eight: Love, Friendship, and Partnerships*
Jizzabella was a beautiful young woman and the beloved daughter of detective Press Johnson. She had almost everything that a woman could ask for, a career, money, and a sense of purpose. However, the one most important piece of her puzzle was missing from her life. That puzzle piece was a man, a man she knew and loved. The man that had promised to be there for her no matter which choices or risks she took in life.
As a kind woman, Jizzabella would always stop by her father's workplace, bringing him food, coffee, and donuts to let him know that she was always there for him. Arriving to the office on the night of the fourth murder, she overheard her father talking to his young assistant Graham Smith, "his name is Mongo, but his appearance matches that of a local man by the name of Melvin Golder". Jizzabella stopped in silence and paused in shock. Press noted and his snake-like unit is exactly what we are looking for. "How do you know?" asked Graham, "Because I was there tonight when a shadowy figure scored a touchdown on the football players cavity" Press responded. "His unit is long, hard, and shaped like a snake" Press exclaimed, ensuring his assistant knew of the dangers that lay ahead. "I'm not afraid of anything" Graham said trying to imply that his unit was just as big as Mongo's. "Just don't go about trying to be a hero without backup" Press told him in a concerned voice. But Graham laughed and said "backup? Backup is like a training bra, you only use it while you grow into the full package".
Unknown to the detectives, the tides have turned. Dedicated to getting the law off his back, the predator knew he had to get rid of all the evidence. He knew where both officers were and he was making his way there fast.
Upon arriving at the detective's office, Mongo peered through the window to observe his surroundings. His conclusion of the office was as follows; the building was a single story building with a single front entrance and an emergency exit. The main hallway split the building between the detective's office and a set of random rooms dedicated to various administrative activities. The branch of the detective's office contained a short narrow hallway and four offices with window doors. Due to Press's diligence, Mongo knew the detective would ensure each window used bullet-proof glass. Mongo decided to make his way to the back of the building, the lock on the door was no match for the snake's narrow tongue. The predator swiftly unlocked the door, rushed through two sets of hallways and rushed directly into a detective's office with a single occupant inside. Locking the office door and turning around, Mongo saw that this person was not his primary target. However, the target was one whom was worth dominating.
Mongo slowly approached the assistant detective and asked "what is your name"? The man replied with a single word "Graham". "Well Graham" said Mongo "it's your lucky day because I'm going to be a blender and you'll be my protein shake". Meanwhile, Press had rushed to the window but was unable to do anything to help his trainee. The Viper began to spin ferociously and once the cycle had been completed, Mongo viciously ripped out the viper from the assistant's anus allowing him to speak for one last time. "I think I am about to shit my liver" as a smoothie like consistency began to flow out of his cavity.
Aroused from Graham's death, Mongo turned towards the door and approached Press. It took the predator a single strong punch to the window to smash the door glass, giving him an open opportunity to dominate Press. Mongo picked up Press like a cat; his hand grabbing him from the skin behind the neck. The vicious predator began examining the anus for the best angle of approach. As the snake made its way closer to the target, Jizzabella walked into the room and screamed "no Melvin, stop"! Snapping out of his state of arousal, Mongo dropped the victim and turned for the nearest exit.
