Frank couldn't say anything. He just looked at Nancy, shell-shocked. It felt as if someone had just knocked the wind out of him. What is going on here? What brought on this sudden outburst? He wondered.
Nancy took her hands away from his and ran out of the living room. Frank heard her slam the bathroom door.
Frank looked at Joe, who just shrugged.
"Beats me." Joe said.
"Nancy!" Frank called as he followed her to the bathroom. Frank could hear her sobbing. "Nancy, talk to me. Please, baby." He said, leaning his head on the door.
He could hear her sigh and then heard her unlock the door. Her face was tear-stained.
"Oh, Nancy." Frank said. He went into the bathroom and closed the door. He saw that she still hadn't washed the blood off of her hands. He turned the faucet on and took her hands. He gently washed the blood off of her hands and handed her a towel to dry them off.
"Frank, we need to talk. It's not what you think." Nancy said. "What is it?" Frank asked. "Let me take a shower and then I will explain everything to you." Nancy said.
Frank nodded. There was a new look on Nancy's face now; a determined look. She was up to something and he wanted to know what it was.
Frank sat in their bedroom until Nancy emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later. She quickly got dressed and brushed her wet hair. She held a finger to her lips and then went into the living room to tell Joe to come in as well.
Frank just watched her, confused. Nancy came back into the bedroom and turned their stereo on, making sure to turn it up loud. She then motioned for the brothers to follow her to the large walk-in closet.
"What's going on, Nancy? Did you really mean that the wedding was off?" Frank asked.
Nancy shook her head. "In a way, yes." Nancy said.
"Huh?" Frank asked.
Nancy grinned at him. "First off, let me say that I want to marry you more than anything in this world, Frank. I love you so much. I love you more than I have ever loved anything." Joe looked uncomfortable. "Maybe I should just leave you two alone." Nancy looked at Joe and smiled. "Don't worry, Joe. I'm done with the mushy stuff." "I'm not." Frank said. He leaned over and kissed Nancy. "I love you too, Nancy." "Oh, geez." Joe said.
"Anyway, getting back on topic." Nancy said. "You told me that Fitz said he was following me. If he's following me, that means that he is watching me at all times. And if so, then he just saw what Kristin's murder did to me. And that's exactly what I want him to see." "You're going to have to explain this a little better." Joe said.
"Let's just be safe and suppose, for just a minute, that he might have our apartment bugged. That means he listens to every one of our conversations. That goes for anywhere that I go. He might know exactly what I do every minute of the day." Nancy said.
"I can get some guys over here and check for that." Frank said.
"I don't want them to. I want Fitz to know." Nancy explained.
"Why?" Joe asked.
"Because I want him to believe that I'm scared. Because, I think that if he sees me that way, then he's going to make a mistake. He will be having this incredible high off of the power that he thinks he is having over me. And when he does mess up, then we will have him. He won't be able to kill anymore." Nancy said, excited.
"I don't think that I like this plan of yours too much." Frank said. "You'll just be playing into his hands." "I was already doing that. Don't you see, Frank? The only reason he is killing these girls is to get at me. All I'm doing is helping him a bit." Nancy said.
Frank sighed. He knew there was no way to talk Nancy out of this. "So, what do we do now?" "We make him believe that the wedding is off. I make him think he has scared me out of my own wedding. We tell people that the wedding is off, just in case he doesn't have this place bugged. I walk around like a scared little rabbit, and you walk around pissed off at the world." Nancy explained.
"I think I can do that." Frank said, smiling at her.
"What about our parents and Bess and George?" Joe asked. "They'll freak if they hear about this." "We tell them, but make sure it's nowhere Fitz can hear. I might have you do that, Joe." Nancy said.
"Sounds like a plan." Joe said.
Nancy looked at both of the brothers and gave an evil grin. "So, exactly how scared did I have you guys?" The brothers looked at each other. "Plenty scared." Joe said.
"We were just about to commit you." Frank said. "Just make sure you don't do it again." "Maybe I should think about going into acting." Nancy said, thoughtfully.
"May I have the envelope, please." Frank said.
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Fitz smiled to himself. Today was going great. He had already killed two. The police knew who it was, but had no idea where he was. And Nancy. Good God, the pain he was inflicting on her. And now, he thought as he turned down the volume on the listening device he had put in her apartment, the wedding was off. The thrill of it all sent a tingle of pleasure through his body.
She had been so upset. He heard her run and slam a door. She had turned the music up. Probably to drown out everything around her. She had no idea he was hearing everything.
He had stayed around Kristin's apartment after he had stabbed her. And he loved the look on Nancy's face when she realized that she was too late. He had been a good samaritan, too. He had told the police he though he saw a man leaving the apartment when he was coming out of the coffee shop across the street.
He had then followed Nancy and the brothers to the hospital. He had sat at the hospital when the doctor came in and told them that Kristin was dead. He saw the look of shock and horror pass over Nancy's beautiful face. He couldn't wait to see the look on that face when it was her turn. When he took her life away from her life she had done to him.
But she would get what was coming to her soon, Fitz though to himself.
All in good time.
Nancy took her hands away from his and ran out of the living room. Frank heard her slam the bathroom door.
Frank looked at Joe, who just shrugged.
"Beats me." Joe said.
"Nancy!" Frank called as he followed her to the bathroom. Frank could hear her sobbing. "Nancy, talk to me. Please, baby." He said, leaning his head on the door.
He could hear her sigh and then heard her unlock the door. Her face was tear-stained.
"Oh, Nancy." Frank said. He went into the bathroom and closed the door. He saw that she still hadn't washed the blood off of her hands. He turned the faucet on and took her hands. He gently washed the blood off of her hands and handed her a towel to dry them off.
"Frank, we need to talk. It's not what you think." Nancy said. "What is it?" Frank asked. "Let me take a shower and then I will explain everything to you." Nancy said.
Frank nodded. There was a new look on Nancy's face now; a determined look. She was up to something and he wanted to know what it was.
Frank sat in their bedroom until Nancy emerged from the bathroom ten minutes later. She quickly got dressed and brushed her wet hair. She held a finger to her lips and then went into the living room to tell Joe to come in as well.
Frank just watched her, confused. Nancy came back into the bedroom and turned their stereo on, making sure to turn it up loud. She then motioned for the brothers to follow her to the large walk-in closet.
"What's going on, Nancy? Did you really mean that the wedding was off?" Frank asked.
Nancy shook her head. "In a way, yes." Nancy said.
"Huh?" Frank asked.
Nancy grinned at him. "First off, let me say that I want to marry you more than anything in this world, Frank. I love you so much. I love you more than I have ever loved anything." Joe looked uncomfortable. "Maybe I should just leave you two alone." Nancy looked at Joe and smiled. "Don't worry, Joe. I'm done with the mushy stuff." "I'm not." Frank said. He leaned over and kissed Nancy. "I love you too, Nancy." "Oh, geez." Joe said.
"Anyway, getting back on topic." Nancy said. "You told me that Fitz said he was following me. If he's following me, that means that he is watching me at all times. And if so, then he just saw what Kristin's murder did to me. And that's exactly what I want him to see." "You're going to have to explain this a little better." Joe said.
"Let's just be safe and suppose, for just a minute, that he might have our apartment bugged. That means he listens to every one of our conversations. That goes for anywhere that I go. He might know exactly what I do every minute of the day." Nancy said.
"I can get some guys over here and check for that." Frank said.
"I don't want them to. I want Fitz to know." Nancy explained.
"Why?" Joe asked.
"Because I want him to believe that I'm scared. Because, I think that if he sees me that way, then he's going to make a mistake. He will be having this incredible high off of the power that he thinks he is having over me. And when he does mess up, then we will have him. He won't be able to kill anymore." Nancy said, excited.
"I don't think that I like this plan of yours too much." Frank said. "You'll just be playing into his hands." "I was already doing that. Don't you see, Frank? The only reason he is killing these girls is to get at me. All I'm doing is helping him a bit." Nancy said.
Frank sighed. He knew there was no way to talk Nancy out of this. "So, what do we do now?" "We make him believe that the wedding is off. I make him think he has scared me out of my own wedding. We tell people that the wedding is off, just in case he doesn't have this place bugged. I walk around like a scared little rabbit, and you walk around pissed off at the world." Nancy explained.
"I think I can do that." Frank said, smiling at her.
"What about our parents and Bess and George?" Joe asked. "They'll freak if they hear about this." "We tell them, but make sure it's nowhere Fitz can hear. I might have you do that, Joe." Nancy said.
"Sounds like a plan." Joe said.
Nancy looked at both of the brothers and gave an evil grin. "So, exactly how scared did I have you guys?" The brothers looked at each other. "Plenty scared." Joe said.
"We were just about to commit you." Frank said. "Just make sure you don't do it again." "Maybe I should think about going into acting." Nancy said, thoughtfully.
"May I have the envelope, please." Frank said.
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Fitz smiled to himself. Today was going great. He had already killed two. The police knew who it was, but had no idea where he was. And Nancy. Good God, the pain he was inflicting on her. And now, he thought as he turned down the volume on the listening device he had put in her apartment, the wedding was off. The thrill of it all sent a tingle of pleasure through his body.
She had been so upset. He heard her run and slam a door. She had turned the music up. Probably to drown out everything around her. She had no idea he was hearing everything.
He had stayed around Kristin's apartment after he had stabbed her. And he loved the look on Nancy's face when she realized that she was too late. He had been a good samaritan, too. He had told the police he though he saw a man leaving the apartment when he was coming out of the coffee shop across the street.
He had then followed Nancy and the brothers to the hospital. He had sat at the hospital when the doctor came in and told them that Kristin was dead. He saw the look of shock and horror pass over Nancy's beautiful face. He couldn't wait to see the look on that face when it was her turn. When he took her life away from her life she had done to him.
But she would get what was coming to her soon, Fitz though to himself.
All in good time.