Chapter eight; I can't wait to show you what I have in stored.
Sup, I love my cliffhangers.
Henry knew he would be in a world of trouble if his lips met Amelia's. He also knew he would regret it for the rest of his life. Jo had had enough heartbreaks in one life, even though he was experienced with it Jo didn't have as long as he did to live. He slowly put his strong hands on Amelia's shoulders and pushed her a step back. She looked at him with confusion and a bit of disappointment.
"I am sorry, Detective, but I am currently in a relationship with Detective Martinez and I don't want to find out how it feels to be at the other end of her gun." Or wake up in the East river. Henry thought. "I am completely in love with Detective Martinez and I do not wish to harm our relationship." Or cut our time even shorter than it already is. Henry winced at the thought. Luckily Amelia didn't notice.
"I understand, Dr. Morgan. I apologize for my actions then, but I am glad to know you have a sense of honour. Jo is a very lucky woman." Amelia said her mischievous smile not leaving her.
"Oh no. She is not. I am one lucky man to receive her affections when I do not deserve them." Henry said with a soft smile. The elevator opened and Jo made her way to the two of them. Henry had a wide smile while Amelia had a mischievous grin. Jealousy burned in Jo's stomach. Something happened and she wanted to know what.
"Anything happen while I was gone?" She asked as a unintended tinge of hurt entered her voice.
"Nothing to worry about, Detective, but I do have some information that would make you very happy. I know exactly who murdered Victoria and all those other women." Henry stated with a proud grin.
Jo knocked loudly on the apartment door in front of her. Behind her Amelia, Hanson and a few police officers stood with their fire arms ready. In her pocket was the warrant she got from a judge only a few minutes ago. She was ready to put this man behind bars. Before she could shout her usual 'NYPD open up,' She was interrupted.
"The door is open, Detectives." She and Amelia had come to speak with this man before, but he sounded much more sane. Now he sounded like a deranged maniac. She slowly pushed the door open and then it happened. She found herself in Christopher Clark. He pointed her own gun to her head and gripped her firmly.
"Put down the gun!" Amelia and Hanson shouted at the same time. "There is no way out of this kid!" Hanson continued. Christopher took a step back with Jo. She silently cursed as she knew she should've paid more attention.
"There is no way I'm going to prison. My art work isn't finished. I still need to create my next masterpiece." Christopher said with a psychotic smile.
"You sick son of a bitch." Amelia said with as much venom as she possibly could. As Christopher clutched Jo even tighter he smiled wickedly. "She would make a nice addition to my art work. She might not be twenty-two, but I can make an exception."
"I'm going to ask you one more time kid. Put the gun down." Hanson said as calmly as he could.
"I can just imagine how soft her skin must be-" Christopher was cut off as Henry tackled him to the ground. Even though Jo, Hanson and Amelia told him to stay put he wasn't going to let this maniac touch Jo. Granted he wasn't a fighter, but he could hold his grip long enough for Hanson to put a bullet in the man.
"Shoot, Detective!" Henry shouted as he tumbled on the ground with Christopher. Hanson moved quickly and shot Christopher in the knee. He screamed from the pain and dropped Jo's weapon. Henry stood up and quickly picked up Jo's gun. He smiled as he handed it to her.
"I do believe that belongs to you, Detective."
"That was utterly stupid, but thank you." Jo said with a smile. "Now, You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law." Jo said as she dragged the man to his feet. Amelia helped by clutching his other arm.
"You have the right to an attorney, but I don't think anyone will help your sorry ass, so one will be provided for you. This is the end of the line, Copy Cat." Amelia said with a bright smile. As they loaded Christopher into a police van Amelia walked over to Henry.
"I do believe if the police happen to search through his apartment you will find more than enough evidence to put him away for good and Detective Hanson is an excellent shooter. He only graced the knee. It is merely a flesh wound. Although every wound is a flesh wound." Henry said with his usual charming grin.
"That is indeed true, Doctor, but I wanted to thank you for your assistance. If it wasn't for you we wouldn't have stopped him, or rather put his rain to end so soon. How did you find his flaw so soon?" Amelia questioned referring to the invisible message in the letter.
"Oh merely past experience." Henry said as he remembered how Mabel discovered the hidden messages. She was a smart and independent woman and a marvellous friend. She was one of the people Henry missed dearly.
"Well I'll be seeing you around, Doctor. My plane is departing tomorrow morning at 05h00." Amelia said with a mischievous smile. "Oh and do look after Jo. She is one lucky lady." Amelia said with a smile.
"Like I mentioned before, Detective. I believe I am the lucky gentleman." Henry said with a smile before Amelia got into a police car and drove off.
"Did I miss anything?" Jo asked as she felt a tinge of jealousy in the bottom of her stomach.
"I was just thinking that we should head out for dinner. There is this new Chinese restaurant that opened up not far from here. I believe that you could use some comfort food?" Henry said with a bright smile.
"Chinese?" Jo questioned taken back a bit. "You hate take-out food." Jo said as the jealousy in her stomach was replaced with curiosity.
"Indeed I do, Detective, but I believe you have been having a bit of trouble with a certain Detective? You have been awfully irritated since we met her this morning." Henry said with a mischievous smile.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I enjoyed her company." Jo lied through her teeth. She wasn't going to tell Henry about what happened between her and Amelia. She was just glad Henry is as skilled as he is otherwise they would still be with Amelia who was practically throwing herself at Henry and a psychopathic killer.
"You are worse at lying than me, my dear. I assure you that I have no interest in the British Detective." Henry said as he walked over to Hanson leaving Jo utterly blushing. "Detective, I believe you can handle things from here?" Henry asked with a grin.
"You got it, Doc. Go on, you and Jo can go on your date. She is pretty jolly ever since you two started dating." Hanson said with a laugh.
"We'll see you tomorrow, Detective." Henry said as he turned around and walked Jo's way.
"So you're saying this Markus guy brought Adam back. Well, have you went to the hospital and checked?" Abe asked raising his eyebrows and crossing his arms over his chest.
"Not exactly, but I'm afraid of what I will encounter." Henry said with a sigh. He sat back on the couch with a Chinese take-out carton in his hands. He stirred his chopsticks around in the carton, not willing or wanting to continue eating the awful food.
"Well, wouldn't the hospital have called you if he… you know… disappeared?" Jo asked as she put her empty take-out carton on the coffee table. Amelia's visit and interference completely forgotten she focused her energy on Henry. Henry's eyes widened with relief. He straightened his posture and rose to his feet.
"You're absolutely right, Jo. The hospital would have contacted me by-" He was cut of by the ringing of the telephone. Henry made his way to the telephone and picked it up. "Hello?" Henry answered.
"Hello, Henry." Adam's voice echoed in the telephone. "I really missed the outside world. Five months of non-activity really works up an appetite. Henry leaned against the wall and slipped down to the floor. Abe and Jo rushed to his side as worried overtook their features.
"How did-" Henry started, but Adam cut him off.
"I can not wait until the doctors notice I'm missing. I left merely ten minutes ago, but one thing that I absolutely can not wait is to meet your dearest Detective. You shouldn't have told her our secret, Henry."
"I shouldn't have told her?! You were the one who shot me and forced my hand! If you even think about harming her like you did to Abigail… I'll… I'll…"
"You'll what, Henry?" Adam asked mischief clear in his voice.
"I'll kill you myself." Henry hissed with anger.
"Now if you that you'll be giving me what I want, now won't you? And that won't exactly do any good now will it?" Adam said devilishly. Henry felt the sadness and anger build up in him as he turned his head to Jo. He was absolutely hopeless at Adam's words. He was right, but he couldn't bare to lose Jo. "I can't wait to show you what I have in stored, Henry." Henry felt the last bit of energy in him slip away as Adam hung up.
