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Chapter 11: Deeper
Molly sat at her desk, she tapped her fingers on the desk; it was a nervous habit. It was 10:55, Iris should be here in a few minutes, Molly felt her stomach twist as her nerves doubled thinking about it. Molly jumped as her phone rang; she took a deep breath and composed herself,
' Hello' her calm, still tone hid her nerves well,
' Molly its Jim' his tone was breathless and he spoke quickly,
' Jim, what's wrong?' Molly could tell from his tone he was worried
' Iris is missing and…'
' And?'
' Grentz had escaped' molly sank into her chair
' When?'
' The guard checked on him at 3am he was there, at 5 am he was gone, no one knows how he escaped'
' And now Iris is gone, Jim we have to find her'
' I know, her parents are missing too, Molly you know this man how much time do we have?'
' I…I…I don't know Jim' her voice broke halfway through
' We'll find them Molly, after all we have new help now'
' Batman?'
' Yes, he wont sit by while Grentz is out there'
' I hope you're right Jim'
' So do I'
They hung up and Molly instantly grabbed her card and keys and ran, she didn't stop until she reached the level Sloane was being held on, she ran to his cell and stopped, confused,
' Where is Sloane?' she asked an orderly who was cleaning nearby
' He got shipped out to Maine last night, something about an old case he helped on' Molly sighed and slammed her fists against the glass front.
Molly walked back upstairs, she rubbed her face, how could she stop Grentz without Sloane's obscure hints? Robert was just leaving the jokers cell as she walked down the corridor; she smiled at Robert,
' I need a word with laughing boy Robert'
' No problem I'm just down the hall if you need me' she smiled and nodded, the joker watched her quietly as she sat down opposite him; she rubbed her face and exhaled slowly,
' Penny for your thoughts doc'
' Grentz has escaped and Iris and her family are missing' he nodded and licked the corner of his lips,
' Sloane's been shipped off to Maine'
' And you want an insight into the inner workings of Grentz?'
' No, you can't give me that'
' Then why are you here doc?' she shook her head and smiled
' I don't know' he smiled,
' You know doc you're really nothing like them'
' How so?'
' They're all running around trying to look like they're doing something'
' And I'm sitting here doing nothing'
' I didn't say that, put yourself in Grentz's mind doc, if you were him what would you do?'
' Send a message, cause some panic, and become even more infamous'
' Bingo'
' He won't hurt Iris yet, he'll kill one of her parents'
' No he wont kill them, he'll torment them then set them free to worry about what he's doing to their daughter' she rubbed her face again
' Fuck' she said dejectedly
' Clocks ticking doc'
' I'm aware of that'
' Tell me doc is Grentz a smart man?'
' Not really, why?'
' Where did he hide them last time, all those little girls?'
'In the basement of his uncles old house, again why? What are you getting at?'
' I'm just saying what's so special about his uncle?' she looked up an expression of realisation crossed her face,
' Sloane once hinted that Grentz was the way he was because he was abused as a child by a relative'
' Maybe…an uncle?'
' He wouldn't go back there he's not that stupid'
' Is said uncle still alive?'
' I think so'
' Maybe you should try him first?' she stood up and walked towards the door, she paused and turned around,
' Why are you helping me, don't like perverts is that it?'
' No I don't but mostly because I don't want him stealing my thunder' he smiled seriously at her as she walked out, she decided not to add more to her already jumbled mind by trying to interpret his last sentence.
She called Jim and passed on her thoughts about the uncle, Jim jumped right to it and joined several of his men in going to Grentz's' uncles house. She sat at her desk and tapped her fingers; she was looking through her old case file on Grentz when the phone rang,
' Hello…Jim is that you? Did you find them?'
' Sorry to disappoint you Molly'
' Sloane? Is that you?'
' Indeed, how goes the hunt for iris?'
' Slowly, how comes they let you use a phone I thought you weren't allowed to contact anyone?'
' I wouldn't say they let me' Sloane was cryptic but she understood the gruesome hidden meaning in his message,
' Sloane what have you done?'
' Turn on the news' she fumbled with the remote before managing to get the TV on and stared at the news in horror,
' Oh god Sloane, why?'
' They were very rude, plus I had an opportunity and I took it'
' Did you have to do that though?' she winced as the reporter described what Sloane had done to the two policemen who had been guarding him,
' I'm afraid they gave me little choice, Molly they wont find her'
' What?'
' They've gone to the uncle's I presume?'
' Yes but to where he is now and the old house'
' I can confidently say they will find said uncle quite dead'
' You can't know that'
' It's an educated guess, molly I have to go now but I will keep in touch'
' No help me…please Sloane?' her voice cracked at the end of her sentence
' Look deeper Molly, people are not born monsters they are made monsters, Grentz was a monster long before his uncle, look deeper' she heard the receiver click and the long drone of the dialling tone moaned endlessly.
