Thanks for all the reviews! And for those of you who say, "This could happen in an episode" here is where it strays away from that path, though it shall eventually make its way back…
The Fang- I apologize for inconsistencies in P.K.'s character. He's a tough cookie to write for, even if his part is pretty simple (his manerisms are VERY loosley based off of someone i know). I suppose, in my defense, that it's also kind of the point: he's definitely refined at what he does (scamming, raping, and killing people), but like all murderers, he's still a psychopath. That being said, I hope this chapter clears up any confusion (but it'll probably make it worse…lol). Thanks!
Chapter 9
Apartment of Peter K. Ballons
Peter paced in his living room. His little ruse had gone well, he reflected. He definitely enjoyed poking a stick in Detective Goren's beehive, and hepositively rubbed his hands together in relish atthe thought of doing all those things to Detective Eames he had done to his other victims. But how to get her…
The hotel was definitely out of the question, it would definitely be being watched, and chances are so was her apartment. 'I'm such a jackass!' He thought. He kicked his computer chair. Hitting two birds with one stone was harder than he had thought. By getting Goren all riled up he had ensured that he would be protective of his partner and probably have her watched, just in case.
Well, Peter thought, his mood lightening, I'll just have to think of something.
Apartment of Alexandra Eames
Alex awoke the next morning with a start. Her alarm clock was set to go off 30 seconds later. Go figure. She hoisted herself out of bed, ate breakfast, showered, and then went to her closet. She yanked down her favorite red tank top from its hangar, cursing Bobby for being such a prick.
After pulling on jeans and high heels she glanced out her window and saw a blonde haired man walking down the street. She had thought it to be P.K., but after taking a second glance, it was not he. She put her gun and holster on, put her jacket on over it, and walked out the door. She got in the SUV and headed towards Bobby's apartment. They were going to go straight to P.K.'s apartment to conduct the search in accordance to the warrant.
On any normal day coffee would have been involved before hand, but Alex was giving Bobby the cold shoulder, and he deserved it too, she thought bitterly. She watched as Bobby got into the SUV. He said a short, groggy good morning, which she returned, but said nothing more. Alex pulled out back into the street.
Apartment of Peter K Ballons
Peter was pouring a cup of coffee when he heard it- a woman's laugh. He looked out of his 5th floor kitchen window to the street below. He saw a smiling Eames and Goren getting out of an SUV and headed towards the steps. Here was his opportunity.
There was a knock on the door as Peter opened it with a broad smile. "Alex! What do I owe the pleasure?" He looked to the 6'4 man standing just behind her left shoulder who had a slight smirk on his face- as if he had remembered something funny. Peter's smiled became a little forced. "And you brought your partner. What a shame," he smiled as he took a sip of coffee.
Goren's smile widened. "You don't mind if we have a look around, do you?" Alex asked, returning Peter's broad grin.
"I'd prefer not, my apartment is rather a mess," he said. At this point he knew they had a search warrant and became increasingly glad that he had his gun in the back waist of his jeans. "Perhaps you could come back another time without Bobby? I'll definitely drink to that- although I suppose I'd have to clean to that as well." He raised his coffee cup to her, motioning at the mess within with his free hand.
"Let's not blow smoke," she said as she pulled out the blue warrant and pushed her way into the apartment.
In a flash Peter had grabbed Alex around the waist and had his gun to her throat. He looked up from Alex's neck to Goren, who had his gun pointed at him.
"Drop it!" he said.
"Not a chance," said Peter with a deathly stare. His handsome smile was replaced by a look of deepest loathing mixed with pleasure.
"Put the gun down!" Goren repeated.
"I don't think so," he said. He quickly swung his arm around and shot Goren in the abdomen. Alex screamed, "Bobby!" as he staggered backwards and fell over. Peter quickly shot Alex in the foot, and dragged her into the apartment.She saw Bobby's motionless body as Peter slammed the door shut behind them.
And fear not! I shall have Chapter 10 up without delay!