Always Watching
Chapter 6
Chris Benoit had tried to convince Lita to go to Jericho's hotel room and hang out for the day, but Lita insisted to come with him to the police station to see Captain Moceri. Lita was still shaken, and Chris didn't know what to say to her. "Oh, don't worry; I'm sure Edge was just joking around!" Yeah, right. At the moment, the two were sitting down in Moceri's office, looking across the desk at him.
Captain Moceri looked over at the two before him, and chose his words carefully as he ran his hand over his bald head. "We managed to find the unlisted number that Edge called," he told them, and looked down at his notes before him. "555-2461," he looked up at Lita. "Is that your number?"
"No," she said softly, her voice tinged with relief.
"Lieutenant Porter is assembling a tracking team outside. We're going to call the number and see what we find. If Edge is the culprit, he could have had someone forward the call or three-way it to your phone."
Lita nodded numbly at his words, looking down at her hands. Edge, she thought silently, images flowing through her mind. How could he do this to her? "I can't believe it," she was hardly aware that she had spoken aloud. Did that broken voice really belong to her? Beside her, Benoit grasped her hand, squeezing it lightly. It comforted her more than he knew.
"I talked to a psychologist today," Captain Moceri spoke, pity in his heart for the woman before her. "We use her on a lot of our cases. She told me that there are most likely two types of people. Someone who is, in fact, obsessed with Lita, and believes she's under his control, and he owns her."
"Edge is my friend," Lita whispered, her voice hoarse. "He's never once acted like that."
"I mentioned it to her that that might be the case," he bit his lip before continuing. "Then she told me something very disturbing. There's a new psychological disorder coming up. It's nearly unpredictable. People who appear and function normally could have it, and no one would know. She said it was like having two minds in one body. Something triggers this other side of the person," he frowned. "I believe that is the case with Edge."
Lita closed her eyes softly, her mind telling her that the captain could very well be right, but her heart protesting. Edge could not have caused all of this! He cared about her like a sister! But if what the captain said was true... She sighed, running a hand through her hair.
"When we go out there, you don't need to be there," Moceri was saying. Lita shook her head quickly. "All right then," he stood and motioned to the door. "The sooner the better." Benoit stepped through the door, and Lieutenant Porter was at his side, immediately asking questions. Moceri lightly gripped Lita's elbow, stopping her for a moment. "Did you tell him?" he asked softly.
"No," Lita responded, her eyes flaring. "I'm following your orders, Detective," she told him, and it was clear in her voice that she didn't like not being in charge.
"Listen, if we can't pin him down in two days, then at least he'll be caught then," Moceri snapped.
"Oh, and that makes me feel much better," Lita retorted, and jerked her arm away from him, walking quickly into the room.
Captain Moceri stood there for a moment, and then walked into the other room, signaling the lieutenant. He nodded to Benoit and then tapped a man on his shoulder who was sitting in front of a computer. "Dial it," Porter commanded, and the man nodded. Moceri handed Lita and Benoit each a pair of headsets.
"Hello, Boutell residence speaking," a female voice answered on the second ring.
"Ma'am, this is Detective Trevor Moceri speaking," the captain spoke quickly and smoothly. "I understand you've been in contact with a wrestler named Edge."
"Honey, who are you talking to?" a male voice asked in the background.
"A couple of the ladies from the golf club," the woman answered. Moceri and Porter made eye contact, communicating silently.
"Have you tracked it yet?" Moceri asked one of the men, covering the mouthpiece with one hand.
"It's an address in Toronto," was the reply. "I need more time."
"How about you come by tomorrow at 3:30?" the woman's voice was nervous.
"Yes. Where is your address?"
"5241 Bradbury Drive," she answered. "I have to go." After a few moments, the ring tone echoed in their ears.
"She telling the truth?" Moceri asked.
"Yes. The call came from 5241 Bradbury."
"I want a map, and the exact location," he ordered.
"Yes, sir."
"Captain, can I have a talk with you?" it was Chris Benoit who spoke first, his tone level. Moceri nodded, and motioned to the door they came from.
"My office?" he suggested.
Benoit quickly walked there. When the detective walked in and closed the door, Chris's eyes bored into his. "I want an honest answer out of you." Moceri bowed his head in response. "In your opinion, is Edge her stalker?"
Captain Moceri looked through the glass at Lita. The redhead watched the action before her, her eyes lost and her arms wrapped around herself for comfort. Moceri returned his eyes to Benoit, and answered.
"I think it's a very strong possibility."
Author's Note: Sorry about the boring and short chapter, but it's going to start leading up from here on out! The story's probably going to end up being about fifteen chapters, so... Anyway... Thank you guys so much for reviewing! Please keep reviewing!
-Liz
