Chapter 37:
November 8, 1988
Eddie and Sara's House
As Eddie sobbed, he felt warm salty tears spill from his eyes and slide down his trembling cheeks. His sight was blurred, but through the fuzzy blur, he gazed at the picture that laid beside him. The picture which was of Sara and Caroline, was the only thing he had which reminded him of the happier times he shared with them. His eyes squeezed shut, and a strong wave of pain hit him, caused by the frightening thought of loneliness. "Things-can-only-get-worse" he wailed as he waited for the impending doom, ready to welcome the oncoming darkness. His pain felt everlasting, they'd been gone for hours, but it felt like a lifetime. What troubled him most, was that he didn't know where they were, or whether they needed him and were safe.
"Why'd you have to go" he roared angrily, before grabbing the picture and throwing it at the wall, causing the glass from the frame to shatter and the picture to slightly tear. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he apologized quickly before leaping of the bed and rushing to the picture. "It's ruined" he moaned as he staggered backwards, clutching at his hair and stomping at the ground, "I'll have to get a new one, I need a new frame, I need one" he babbled madly, as he hurried out of the room and down the stairs, before grabbing his coat and rushing out the front-door.
Hysterically crying, he stumbled down the pathway towards his car, before reaching into his pocket and realising he didn't have the keys. Screaming with frustration, he booted the side of his car repeatedly, before collapsing onto the floor and rocking himself as if he was a toddler. People strolled past him, afraid to glance at the man acting so immaturely, while others stood glaring at him, wondering what was wrong as they scurried past him. He ignored them, instead he just rocked himself, while wailing and clawing at the pavement. Suddenly he jumped up and spun around, shooting piercing stares at the strangers who walked past him. He noticed a woman walking towards him, she was a stranger, but she looked slightly familiar. He soon realised, why? She had stunning green eyes, a buxom body and peroxide blonde hair, just like Tiffany. "Lying whore" he yelled before picking up a discarded brick and charging towards her. At first, she froze with fright, before he came to close and it was to late. WHACK. She flew to the ground, moaning in agony as blood poured from the wound on the side of her head.
Before he knew it, Eddie's crumpled body hit the ground, he gasped desperately for air as a gang of random people pounced on him. His whole body was writhing in pain as they kicked and punched him, before someone pulled the attackers away and pinned him down. "Get the police" the man yelled, as Eddie wiggled beneath him, desperate for freedom.
...Several Hours Later...
It was a sparsely furnished room, just an old wooden table in the center, surrounded by three wooden chairs. On the table there was a cassette recorder and a box of tissues, there was also a large mirror on the right side of the room. The light in the room was from a single bulb, which hung above the table, casting a slight blue-green cast on the chairs and the walls were painted a sickly pale green. Eddie was trapped in the police station, locked inside the interrogation room, he was sitting motionless, glaring at the huge mirror facing him. He wasn't an idiot, he knew there were people there, watching him, trying to analyse him.
Grabbing a tissue, he dabbed at the blood dribbling from the wound on the side of his face, before the door opened and a detective strolled in. The detective was a handsome man, who introduced himself as Detective Mike Norris from Chicago, as he smoked a ciggarette, before sitting on the chair facing Eddie. "Want one" he asked as he placed a packet of ciggarettes in the centre of the table
"Not my brand" sneered Eddie
"Trust me, you won't be having any brand, where you're going" chuckled Mike, before sternly explaining "you're going away for a while, that poor girl, she's in a coma. You, you're a worthless piece of shit, you'd be in jail now if-"
"If, what" interrupted Eddie with a smug smirk
"If, you weren't about to be questioned, over a few murders" answered Mike
"Fuck, same shit, different place" grinned Eddie, before laughing "haven't you talked to my girl. I was with her, all along"
"Yeah, we did, you know what" smiled Mike
"What?" questioned Eddie worryingly
"She's retracted her statement" proudly answered Mike, before adding with a slight chuckle "we've got a right, to keep you here, for as long as we want"
"Fuck you" roared Eddie
"Calm down, calm down" advised Mike, scratching his chin, before informing Eddie "but that's a whole different story. We're going to carry on with our investigation, you may end up sentenced to life, maybe death for them murders, but we want to make a deal"
"What's the deal" Eddie sighed with relief
"We'll make sure, that you aren't sent to jail for over a year, for the attack of the woman. Only if, you do one thing"
"What" spat Eddie
"For longer than I can remember, we've been investigating Charles Lee Ray, he's been on the move now for several years now. We investigating officers, believe that he's responsible for several brutal crimes. Now, we've finally got enough evidence to hold him responsible for the Lakeshore Murders and related crimes"
"What do you want, me to do"
"The only thing, we want you to do, is bring him to us" began Mike, "we've got it all set-up. We've just got to get him somewhere that we can arrest him. Our plan, is to get him over in Illinois. We need him there, so he can feel safe, not feel threatened by strangers". Eddie nodded his head agreeingly and rubbed his hands together with anxiousness, before a delightful smile wiped across his face and he agreed to the plan. He'd finally get revenge on Charles, for the death of his aunt, for stealing his girlfriend and for ruining his life.
Mike left the room, before re-entering holding a mobile phone, "make the call, you can do it" he insisted with a reassuring smile. Eddie snatched the phone, then excitingly dialed Charles' number. "Alright, Eddie. What's up" Charles answered
"Hey, Charles. I've just got some good information, we might end up with a lot of money. The problem is, it'll take some travelling"
"You know me, I've travelled all over the US of A" proudly replied Charles
"Well, there's an old group of friends over in Chicago, they could be robbing around three hundred thousand from these millionaires"
"Do I know them" weerily asked Charles
"Nah', they're just some bastards, but they're trustworthy and we'll get a huge cut. Trust me"
"You know, I love to get money quickly and easily" chuckled Charles
"Sound, you gonna do it, then"
"Would I ever say no" replied Charles laughing, before agreeing to meet him later in the night, so they could make their way to Chicago.
...Charles and Tiffany's House...
Tears dripped from her eyes as she screamed helplessly. It was Abhay, she was trapped beneah him, she was repulsed and disgusted, her parched lips wanted to scream and fill the air with the sound of her agony but they couldn't. Her legs wanted to run but they couldn't, instead they laid inert at her side. She felt humiliated, violated and terrorised, her whole bod ached and throbbed with pain as he then lifted her to her feet before tossing her onto her bed.
"Help me" she screamed waking up, as she clawed at the bedsheets and her eyes flashed with terror. Looking up, she smiled when Charles rushed into the room and leaped onto the bed. "Them dreams again" he asked as he grabbed Tiffany and cradled her in his strong arms
"Nightmares" sobbed Tiffany after pecking his cheek
"I've got a job with Eddie"
"Another one" complained Tiffany
"Yeah, over in Chicago" answered Charles, gently stroking Tiffany's cheek
"I can't be away from you...not now, I feel horrible" moaned Tiffany
"I love you, baby. I always will" Charles whispered into her ear, causing a gleeful smile to wipe across her face
"I love you, also"
"Don't you think, I know that" chuckled Charles as he squeezed Tiffany tightly, before explaining "I've got to go, now. I'll be back, in a few days maybe"
"That's too long" sighed Tiffany as Charles began stuffing clothes into a suitcase
"I know, but I've got to sought something out, you know, before I leave New Jersey. You know what am Iike, I like to leave the police a body before I go...to keep 'em on their toes"
"Okay, honey" giggled Tiffany, before he grabbed the suitcase
"Bye, Tiff, love you" he called out as he left the room
"Love you, baby" she yelled happily, as she listened to him run down the stairs, "Swedish meatballs and cookies, when you get back" she promised with a smirk, when she heard him open the front-door to leave. She heard him chuckle loudly, before sprinting back up the stairs and bursting into the room. "I'm gonna miss these" he announced, before grabbing her and passionately kissing her.
Chapter 37
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