Chapter 4: Pretty
Tifa looked at her watch, it said 9:35pm. They had been sorting through papers for about 4 hours straight and found no leads. Nothing seemed suspicious, and if Aeris couldn't tell them what type of blade was used there was no way of finding the killer this way.
Tifa stretched and rubbed her neck a bit.
Tifa] God, there is no way in heaven or hell we are going to locate him this way. There must be a thousand possible suspects in this pile alone.
Vincent] Hmm, I'm stumped myself, in this area. No prints from the scene, not even some dirt. There was a hair though.
Tifa] A hair… no one told me about that!
Vincent] Man, I had no idea. I'm really sorry, guess I should have said something. See what happened was that an agent got to the scene before you, and collected some "clues". Only one of which had to do with the killer.
Tifa] I'm not mad at you, don't worry hehe. But about the hair, was it male or female?
Vincent] It was a long single strand, white, and it belonged to a male.
Tifa] Good, so we know it's a man for sure. That still doesn't narrow the pile down much.
Vincent] I know, how about we take a break and I'll order a pizza.
Tifa] Sounds good…
It was a nice hotel, the woman thought: It was in good shape despite the location. And she knew he would be here, the man she would make love to after all the long time of being careful. She had cheated on her husband once prior to this time, but she told him about "the other man". And since then he had been even meaner, beating her at times. So she felt she owed herself this at least, plus she hadn't heard from him in three days, so screw him.
She went inside, then climbed the stairs to room 122. She knocked and entered the room.
Woman] Are you hear?
A shadow moved to greet her, he was dressed in fine silk, and a kind smile was on his face, she avoided his eyes of course.
Of course I'm here, who else would it be? I'm glad you reconsidered coming here Annabelle. I wanted so badly to meet you, my pretty jewel.
She blushed.
Annabelle] So… are you hungry?
I already ate, and so did you.
Annabelle] Hehehe, yeah, then did you want to…
Yes, lets…
He walked over to her.
Put this on, and we'll have some fun.
He handed her a blindfold, she put it on cautiously. He went to the door, locked it silently, then to the lights, not off, but a dim shade like the first light of dawn.
Relax my dear, your in my capable hands.
Annabelle] Alright… I trust you.
He stepped behind her and gently moved his hands down her soft arms. She heaved a sigh and shuddered a bit with excitement.
Are you ready?
Annabelle] God yes, I am.
He stepped in front of her, he then began to unbutton her shirt, one button at a time, slowly. She breathed faster and tilted her head back. He removed the shirt and a white bra faced him. He let the shirt fall.
More?
Annabelle] Yes, please… more.
He unbuttoned her pants and slid them off slowly, she stepped out of them and he put them calmly next to the shirt. Her body was beautiful in the dim light, and he found himself smiling slightly. Her blond hair seemed to glow as he stood and pressed against her body. She shuttered and smiled.
Annabelle] I want you, give me love…
You had love, with your husband, why did you betray him?
He moved behind her and put on black gloves made of very expensive material, leather perhaps.
Annabelle] You don't know him, he's a monster.
I see, so rather than facing it and leaving. You choose to cover it up and love other men.
Annabelle] Can we drop the subject, I'm almost naked here, lets finish it. I want it, now come on!
Shhhh… hush my dear.
He steps behind her and runs a hand down her bare back, un strapping the fine white bra.
Annabelle] Oh God yes…
Will you scream for me Annabelle?
Annabelle] Yes, I promise, I truly will scream.
Good.
The light twinkled on something metallic. He rubbed it against her slender back. With the left hand he reached around and clasped a breast, with the right he reached back.
Annabelle] Yes, yes, God yes…
Oh you have one part of it right, God will be coming, very shortly… for you.
The blade seemed to glow as it entered her body, stabbing into her back bone.
Annabelle] AHHH!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!
He ran the blade up, severing strands of nerves and finally the screaming stopped. He pulled out the blade and let her body fall. Blood began to make a large puddle around her pale body, naked in the dim light. With the blade he wrote something, then he began carving a beautiful inscription on the poor woman's body…
Back at the apartment, it was almost eleven and Tifa was asleep on Vincent's couch. Of course he didn't mind, after all, they were partners and such. He looked at her, but he did not see an officer of the law, but a beautiful woman. She was perfect, and every time she spoke he wanted to kiss her, or perhaps more.
His cell phone was vibrating, he took it to his bedroom and answered it.
Vincent] Agent Valentine.
Aeris] Hello Agent, this is Dr. Gainsburough, is Tifa available?
Vincent] I'm afraid she clocked out about an hour ago.
Aeris] Oh poor dear, she's been working to hard… anyway. Some bad news, another body was discovered, a woman about 22 years old.
Vincent] Lord… same killer?
Aeris] From the condition of the wounds and the markings… yes.
Vincent] God… I'll be there to look at it with Tifa first thing in the morning.
Aeris] Alright Agent, goodnight, and have fun.
The line went dead.
Vincent] Fun…?