A/N: He hasn't lost his mind, he's just misplaced it for a moment.

Chapter Ten

Confrontation

Before he exits the car, he slips something in his pocket and then makes his way up the stairs. Bobby knocks on the door. A female voice answers, "Who is it?"

"Manager."

Nicole opens the door. He grabs her by the front of her neck and moves her to the back of the room. She gags.

As he looks to his left he sees, lying in one of the beds not completely covered, a young man. He is naked. The young man stares at him, he is not sure of what to do. Bobby draws his gun and points it at Nicole.

"Don't move." Nicole sees a look in his eyes that she had never seen before and fear comes over her. She does as he requests. She stays completely still.

"You." He points the gun in the young man's direction. "Have you been fucking my wife?"

The young man doesn't answer he just looks at her. He starts to shake.

Bobby moves closer to him. "Get up! Come on get up!" He does not move he is terrified.

Bobby walks closer to the bed and pulls down the sheet. "Get up and get the fuck out of here!"

Still the young man cannot move. Bobby holds the gun to the young mans head. "I am going to count to five and if your ass is not out of that bed and out that door by the time I get there your brains will be all over this fucking room! One…….. two."

The young man gets up out of the bed a little too quickly and he falls down. He is so scared that he has trouble finding his clothes. "Over there."

"What?" He looks at Bobby.

"Your clothes are over there." He waves the gun in the direction of the clothes. He quickly gets dressed opens the door and runs down the stairs.

He points to Nicole. "I want you to sit over here." She moves to slowly for him and he pulls her up by her hair. "Sit here." She sits on the bed facing the bathroom. He stands behind her with his back to the door. Nicole turns around to look at him. "It's empty. Isn't it?" He places the muzzle on the back of her head. She can feel it. "Maybe."

He holsters his gun and takes out a knife. He grabs the collar of her blouse and pulls her across the bed towards him. She falls to the floor. "Get up."

She rises to her feet very slowly. As soon as she is standing, he pushes her hard up against the wall. He tears open her blouse and the buttons fly off in different directions.

"Take it off." She hesitates. "I said take it off."

She takes off her blouse and it falls to the floor. He places the knife between her breasts and slices through her bra. She starts to shake. "What's the matter?"

She stays silent. He puts the knife under each bra strap and slices through them. Her bra falls to the floor. Holding the knife between her breasts, "If people believe that I am capable of rape and murder I think it only right that I actually commit the crime, don't you?"

Oh my God, he's lost his mind.

"I asked you a question Nicole." She does not answer him.

He slaps her across her face. "Answer me, bitch." She looks up at him. She just nods her head. He can see the fear in her eyes and he smiles. "Tell me. How does it feel?" She lowers her head.

"Think back bitch, I want you to think back to all the people whose lives you destroyed for your own personal pleasure." Whispering in her ear, "How does it feel to be totally helpless…………knowing that you are going to die?"

Nicole is not able to look at him. "Look at me, I want to see your face." He slaps her again and she looks up at him. His eyes were always dark, but warm, now they look cold and uncaring. He slowly moves the knife across her body and she shivers, the steel blade is cold. Sobbing and with a shaky voice, Nicole manages to speak. "Do you want me to say I'm sorry?"

He backs up a step and holds her face in his hand as he starts to laugh. "You're sorry. You must be fucking kidding me. It's too late for that, it's over. My life is totally fucked up," He points the knife at her. "And it's your fault………….. you're gonna have to pay for that."

He pulls her close and she moans in pain, his mouth is inches from her ear, he whispers. "Neither one of us is leaving here alive."

He places the knife between his teeth, spins her around, and handcuffs her. "I am so sorry." He pulls her by the back of her hair, which forces her to look at him. "Too late sweetheart."

He grabs her arm and throws her on the bed. "Bobby please, don't."

"Don't say my name!"

Memories of victims from her past fly through her mind. He has absolutely nothing to lose.

He unbuckles his belt and slides the belt through the loops. She has never been so scared in her life. As he unzips his pants, she confesses………………….

"It was me, I did it. I planted that girl, Virginia Hanson her name is really Sonia Marsden, to seduce you to get a sample of your DNA. She stole your knife and I used it to kill Lisa. I had an affair with Lisa and I used her. I killed Lisa Wright, I'm sorry."

"No shit, I know that. I don't care. It doesn't matter anymore." Walking closer to her. "Sit up." He pulls her by the hair, "I said sit up. Why do you always make me repeat myself?"

They were never friends nor could you say acquaintances but the man standing before her is a complete stranger and she is scared and she knows that she is responsible. She shakes her head and closes her eyes.

He slaps her. "Open your eyes." She opens her eyes but is afraid to look at him.

He grabs her chin, which forces her to look at his face. "Where is she? Where is Virginia? Or whatever the fuck her name is. Tell me!" Nicole does not answer. "You're gonna make me repeat myself again?"

"No Bobby."

He slaps her very hard this time and she falls over. "I told you not to say my name."

"I'm sorry." She says through sobs.

He grabs her by her arm and she sits up. "Tell me where she is, bitch."

"You're hurting me."

"I'll rip it out of the goddamn socket if you don't tell me what I want to know."

"She'll still in the city, she is to meet me here Thursday." She looks up at him and the look in his eyes has changed. He smiles at her as he sits down next to her on the bed.

She stares at him; he stays perfectly still, suddenly he stands up and turns to look at her. "You know what I've been thinking?" He starts to pace around the little room. "Even after everything that you've put me through………..I can't." He shakes his head. "However, I have discovered something about you; you are not a member of the human race. You use and abuse people for your own self. You don't care about anyone and…you're not worth it. I am not going to throw my life away because of you Nicole."

A sigh of relief comes from her, she then smiles at him, suddenly she feels confident once again. "You are the only one who knows what I did, Bobby. What makes you think that they'll believe you?"

He puts his hand in his pocket. "Oh they'll believe me," he takes out a small recorder. "Because you told them," he hits the rewind button and then play, "listen."

"It was me, I did it. I planted that girl, Virginia Hanson her name is really Sonia Marsden, to seduce you to get a sample of your DNA. She stole your knife and I used it to kill Lisa. I had an affair with Lisa and I used her. I killed Lisa Wright, I'm sorry."

He clicks off the recorder. "The cops investigating the crime met a woman by the name of Cassie, Cassie McDaniel. Who is she?"

"I was having an affair with her for the sole purpose of using her apartment."

He unlocks her cuffs. "Get dressed." As she moves away from him, she notices that he is standing close to the door, his hand on his gun.

She walks across the room and opens the suitcase that is lying open on the bed. "Bobby I need to use the bathroom."

"Go ahead," he says as he follows her inside. "Privacy please," she says as she tries to close the door.

"No way, come on do what you have to do."

"I don't think I can with you in the room."

"Well try, come on I want to get out of here." Mumbling to himself. "Considering I wasn't suppose to leave the city."

Nicole finishes her business and she leads the way out of the bathroom, she continues to get dressed.

He picks up the cuffs and handcuffs her. "Come on let's go, we're leaving."

He looks around the room; he picks up her torn bra and stuffs it in his pocket. He leaves the blouse behind, no time to look for the buttons. He thinks, the kid could have done that to her blouse.

He escorts her to the car and they start their three-hour drive back to the city. Somewhere along the way, he discards her torn bra.

They do not speak during the drive.

TBC