Everything In Time
Chapter 16
AN: The next part is hard and graphic. I needed to point out how evil the person who committed the acts described truly was. This a Columbo style mystery. We will know who the murderer was. What we won't know is how she will be caught.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
1334 Local Time
NCIS Headquarters
Washington Navy Yard, NE
Diane Rabb was irritated. One of her agents was missing. She hadn't been seen since the previous Friday. She was reported missing on Monday when she was noted, as "no call-no show". Upon hearing that, Diane assigned Gibbs' team to check on Special Agent Vivian Blackadder's whereabouts. The last Diane heard of Vivian through the agency's weekly reports was that she was working as a liaison with the Virginia Beach PD to take down a drug ring supplying Fentanyl to Navy personnel at the Norfolk Naval Base.
The missing agent, Vivian "Viv" Blackadder, joined the FBI immediately after graduating from college in 1996. She worked for them as a Special Agent working primarily in fieldwork. However, after her brother, Navy Lt. Rex Blackadder was killed in the U.S.S. Cole's bombing of October 12, 2000, she was greatly devastated and quit the FBI. Still, she swore revenge against the terrorists responsible. She applied to join NCIS. After passing the necessary checks and receiving the necessary training at FLETC, she was eventually assigned to the Navy Yard in Washington D.C as a member of the NCIS Major Case Response Team led by Gibbs.
Unfortunately, in May 2003, Vivian blew a sensitive operation set up to capture the terrorists that bombed the Cole as well as their money and arms supplier, Ahmad Ben Atwa. Because of that and with Diane Rabb's approval, she was reassigned by Gibbs to another division of NCIS at the Norfolk Navy Base.
As Diane worked at her desk, she was interrupted by the ringing of her desk phone.
Hitting the speaker button she responded, "What is it, Cynthia?"
"Director Rabb, Agent Gardiner has a report of Agent Blackadder's situation."
Diane was immediately alerted to Cynthia's use of "situation" as she replied, "Put her through."
Diane hung up to let the call come through. When it came through, she began with, "Emma, what have you found out?"
"Director Rabb, we found Vivian."
"Is she alright?"
Emma had to gather herself to deliver the news before she replied, "No ma'am. She's dead."
Diane visibly deflated in her chair and had to put Emma on hold to give herself a chance to regain control. When she came back on the line, she asked, "Where was she found?"
"At a farmhouse on the outskirts of Virginia Beach."
Diane bowed her head into her hand as she asked, "Are you at the farmhouse?"
"Yes, ma'am. It belongs to a guy who was suspected of dealing the fentanyl at the Norfolk base. Also, ma'am, the guy is also dead. His body is in the bathtub."
"How far along in the investigation are you?"
"Gibbs, DiNozzo, and I have just begun to process the crime scene. Gibbs sent me out to contact you. It really shook me. Director, she was in bad shape. She didn't die well. She was sexually bound on a bed, there are signs that she was raped, tortured, and strangled. Also, ma'am, her neck was broken. Dr. Mallard told us that was the cause of death."
"Okay Emma, take care of yourself and tell Gibbs to keep me informed. Are you going to take her body back to the Navy Yard morgue?"
"Yes, ma'am we are. Though we're having a bit of trouble with the local LEOs about jurisdiction. They want their medical examiner to do an autopsy before they release the body. But, knowing Gibbs, he's not letting anyone else but Ducky touch her."
"Alright, I'll call down there to smooth things out. She's our agent and we're going to take care of her. I'll keep your team posted on what progress I make. Goodbye Emma."
"Goodbye, ma'am."
At the farmhouse, when she verified that the call was ended, Emma walked back in. She steeled herself to see the scene again.
Vivian's nude body was lying face down on a bed with her ankles spread and tied to the corner foot posts of the bed frame. Her forearms were bent across her back in a harness that held her upper arms to her body. The ropes were tied around her body above and below her breasts. The ropes around her body were cinched tightly between her arms and body. Her wrists were crossed and tied in figure eight to the vertical line that connected the ropes across her back. The bottom half of her head and face were wrapped in duct tape. Her head was turned to look toward her right shoulder. There was a rope tied around her neck that was part of a line that went up to and around the crossbeam of the headboard and came back to lie beside her face so that Vivian's lifeless eyes looked onto it.
Pointing to that rope and her neck, Ducky said, "That is how she was initially killed. The strangler pulled the lead back using the headboard frame as a pulley to cause the strangulation. The broken neck was the coup-de-grace. When we take the rope off, we'll definitely find bruises around her neck. Even with the rope covering her neck, you can see that the cervical vertebrae are dislocated. The lividity shows that she died in this prone position. Also, look at the bruises along her ribs and face. She was definitely beaten."
"Do you think she was beaten while she was tied, Ducky?" DiNozzo asked.
"No, the bruises are under the rope and her face received the same treatment. She wasn't beaten lying down. No, she was restrained upright and beaten. Someone wanted her to feel it and see it coming."
"Do we have a time of death?" Gibbs asked.
"Judging by the lividity and the amount of rigor mortis, I'd say about eleven hours. I'll know more when I take her liver temperature at the Navy Yard."
As Ducky and Gibbs were speaking Emma looked for trace evidence around and on the bed. As she looked onto the bed around Vivian's head, she came up short and said, "Hello, I have blond hair." She used her tweezers to pick up and place the hair in an evidence bag.
Emma heard a female voice behind her saying, "That's probably mine. I was bending over the body there to look at the two puncture marks on the right side of the victim's neck."
Emma turned to see a female in a Virginia Beach Police Department blue windbreaker and a badge clipped to her belt.
"And you are? "Gibbs asked.
"Detective Pia Bonifilo", the officer said extending her hand in greeting.
Gibbs declined to take it, asking acerbically, "Is this your first crime scene?"
"No, it's not. I was the first detective to arrive after our uniforms came after the girl outside called 911 when she discovered the bodies. I was processing the scene until you guys got here."
"You better be careful or you'll be implicated in her murder," Emma reminded her.
"As I said, this ain't my first rodeo. Agent Blackadder and I were working on finding the dealers peddling fentanyl in the Navy base. We think that the guy dead in the bathtub is the dealer."
"How do you figure that?" Emma asked.
"Vivian and I suspected him. His name was Rico. He's a pharmacist at a local chain drug store. We believed that he was moonlighting with the gang dealing fentanyl, supplying them with other expensive prescription drugs for recreational purposes such as Ativan (a sedative/date-rape drug), bromocriptine (a powerful sedative), Adderall (a stimulant), Baclofen (a muscle relaxer). The guy also had a penchant for BDSM or bondage sex."
Bonifilo, Gibbs, and Emma went into the bathroom to examine that scene. They saw a syringe on the floor beside the bathtub where the body of a Hispanic male lay. Rico was about 25 years old. He had styled his hair into a purple Mohawk. There was a tourniquet around his left arm above the elbow vein that also showed multiple needle marks.
"It looks like he overdosed on his product," Bonifilo stated.
"Maybe, but if he killed our agent, why did he do it where he lives?" Emma asked.
"Who knows what lurked in his sick mind. Maybe the gang he worked with saw him talking to your agent and decided to whack them both," Bonifilo said.
"Possibly, but still it doesn't add up why she was tortured, tied, and raped like she was. Why not just kill them and leave?" Emma asked.
"Rico had the S&M streak in him. I think he wanted to make her feel it, to get his kink on before he killed her. Then when the gang came on them, they decided to kill him, make it look like an overdose to get rid of a loose end," Bonifilo said.
"Possibly that could be something that we can check when we investigate them,' Gibbs said.
"When you do, I'll go with you," Bonifilo said. Just as she said that her phone rang.
Gibbs and Emma listened as they heard her side of the call.
"Detective Bonifilo. ~ Yes sir, I'm with them now. ~ Okay, understood. What about Rico's body? ~ Yes understood. I'll tell them." She hung up and said, "My chief said you can take your agent's body. He'd like to be in the loop on whatever information you come up with; though this case looks like it could solve itself."
"Fine, that's what we were hoping for. Thank you for your help detective," Gibbs told her.
"You're welcome, Gibbs. See you around," Bonifilo said.
As she turned away from the NCIS team, she had a smile on her face, thinking, 'I got over on this bunch. They'll never know who really killed their skanky agent.'
Flashback to Pia Bonifilo's background.
Pia Bonifilo was Jennifer Coates's old girlfriend during Jennifer's pre-navy grifting days. She was extremely intelligent graduating high school and community college, but she had a twisted mind as she turned her intelligence to crime, mostly fraud and selling illegal goods. Always clever enough to plan the cons and other illegal transactions, but left the commission of the cons to her less than clever male associates she seduced to follow her plans; always staying in the background to avoid getting implicated or arrested.
In January 1998 her common-law husband Vince Dolan was arrested at a farmhouse belonging to their acquaintance named in west Maryland for interstate narcotics trafficking by FBI Agent Vivian Blackadder.
{During the drug transaction, Jen Coates was sitting in Dolan's car on the lookout. When she saw the flashing police car lights coming up the road, she drove away as fast as she could. She was relieved to see that the police didn't pursue her. After that she was arrested for attempting to cash fraudulent checks and was sent to the Navy by the judge who adjudicated her case.}
Vince was convicted but was killed in prison. Hearing that Pia vowed revenge against Coates for running out on Dolan, Vivian or arresting him and the DC-based female US attorney who convicted him.
Since the apartment she shared with Dolan was rented in his name, Pia was never arrested nor was ever known to commit illegal activities. Shortly after his arrest, she hit the road. She went to an apartment she rented as a contingency location.
After assessing her situation, she decided that the best way to get her revenge was to become a cop. So, she took the prep courses, took the tests and joined the Virginia Beach, VA Police Department in early 2001. Virginia Beach was far enough from DC and upper Maryland for her to avoid running into her past associates and thus being recognized as a grifter; but it was close enough to let her clandestinely keep tabs on the federal and military/Navy offices in DC.
Pia was on the force for about five & a half years and served as a police officer with little distinction. She lived alone, spending her personal time digging into the FBI, NCIS, and federal court system personnel websites. Being a police officer, it was easy for her to get access to that database.
Pia took lovers only as a way to climb up her personal social and professional ladder. One of her lovers was her patrol lieutenant; a fat unhygienic man that was only working to get a pension. She used her charms to have him promote her to detective, specifically the homicide squad.
Being a detective, she operated a clandestine network of street informants. Recently she was observing a crooked pharmacist named Rico Martinez who was moonlighting as a drug dealer selling expensive prescription drugs used for recreational purposes such as Ativan (a sedative/date-rape drug), bromocriptine (a powerful sedative), Adderall (a stimulant), Baclofen (a muscle relaxer). She found out that Rico also had a penchant for BDSM or bondage sex. She knew she could use that to her advantage.
Through her database mining, she found out what Coates was doing in her life, (She was very surprised at that.) and that Vivian Blackadder was assigned to the NCIS Norfolk office. Upon knowing that, she put her plan for revenge into place. She solicited NCIS assistance in rooting out a drug ring selling drugs to off-duty military personnel in her town's tourist area hotels. It was sheer coincidence that Vivian stepped up to help Pia; unknowingly stepping into her killer's trap.
Flashback to
Friday, January 19, 2007
1630 Local Time
Chesapeake Bay Bridge, Northbound
Vivian was driving along with Pia on the long bridge across the Chesapeake Bay entrance on their way to check a snitch named Marcus's tip of an alleged crystal meth lab in Capeville, MD.
"Those guys have no idea that by making their stuff in Maryland and transporting it across state lines and selling it in Virginia, they'll end up serving more time in federal prison than they would in state prison," Vivian mused to Pia.
"Well, who said criminals were familiar with the law. They probably wanted their lab well away from their market so the local cops wouldn't be able to find out where it was being manufactured."
"Yeah, there is that," Vivian said as she drove on.
They left the bridge and drove up Highway 13 to Capeville Drive. They drove west to a property with a dirt driveway and stopped. There was a mailbox that had Londo painted on it. They saw a plain two-story house about 30 yards up the driveway. There were no lights on in the house. There were also no other houses in sight.
"Yep, just where Marcus said it would be," Pia said.
The women got out of their car and slowly approached the house with their firearms drawn. As they approached the house, they saw that it hadn't been painted in some time. They also sniffed at the air. They didn't detect the usual chemical odor that came from the making of crystal meth. Still, they walked up to the door.
Pia tried the knob and pushed the door open. They stepped through the entrance. As they stepped further into the house, Vivian said, "Looks like Marcus sent us on a wild goose…"
That was all Vivian got out as Pia pressed a taser to her neck and held it there for a few seconds. Vivian convulsed for a couple of seconds and then collapsed to the floor unconscious.
"Now we can get started," Pia said as she stood over Vivian.
Later as it was dark Vivian regained consciousness. She found that she was tied to a chair. The rope was tied in a harness above, below, and between her breasts securing her arms bent across her back and at her wrists. Her legs were tied at the ankles and above the knees. The rope from her ankles went under the chair and connected to the rope under the chair that was across her lap. That and rope across her stomach and around the back secured her to the chair. She was gagged as she could feel that a rag filled her mouth. Duct tape wrapped across her mouth and around her head, completely covering the lower part of her face from under her chin to under her nose. Pia was nowhere to be seen or heard. It was cold in the unheated house. She shivered from the cold as well as in fear. She would sit tied to the chair, alone, for two days.
Monday, January 21, 2007
2100 Local Time
Londo Farm
Capeville, MD
Pia walked into the house and saw Vivian looking at her with a mixture of fear and anger. Pia held a shotgun on her shoulder. "Here you go. Just where I left you. I like that. Sorry darling, we gotta move. This place isn't safe anymore. We're going to an old factory silo. No one's going to interrupt us there. Besides I haven't taken my revenge on you yet."
Pia went around behind Vivian and reached around to pop her shirt buttons, popped her bra clasp open to release her breasts and began to and fondle them. "Hmm, I'm going to enjoy this."
Pia untied the ropes holding Vivian to the chair and stood her up. She went down and bent Vivian over her shoulder into a fireman's carry. "Let's go my sweet Vivian. Times a wasting."
Pia brought Vivian out to her car and the open trunk and laid Vivian down in the trunk. She pulled a black scarf from her pocket and tied it across Vivian's eyes in a blindfold. She took a syringe and vial and filled the syringe up.
"Sorry, sweetie pie. I might be giving you too much of this stuff or too little. I'm never sure. But we got to make a trip back to the city and I need you to lie still."
Pia bent Vivian's head to expose her neck and injected the drug into her vein. Vivian lost consciousness immediately.
Later at an abandoned factory outside Norfolk.
Vivian woke up and felt immediate discomfort. She looked around and saw that she was suspended by her wrists so that her feet were well off the floor. Her legs were spread as her ankles were tied to cement blocks on the floor. And she was nude.
"Ah look who's awake. You know I've been looking to get myself a new punching bag."
Vivian looked over and saw that Pia had changed into an exercise leotard and she wore punching gloves.
Vivian's eyes widened in fear as Pia announced, "We can begin."
Pia commenced beating Vivian bruised and bloody. She started with multiple roundhouse kicks to both sides of her ribs. Then she repeatedly punched Vivian about the stomach at the diaphragm, to her face, at the nose, eyes, and cheeks. Blood flowed freely from her nose and lacerations on her cheeks. Her eyes became bloody. Pia went on with the beating for almost thirty minutes; relishing in her victim's grunts and groans of pain.
She went into a monologue saying, "I guess you don't know what I had to do to get this plan going. I had to sleep with a disgusting loser that smelled of ass and smoke. Never mind that it was my watch commander. The fat slob didn't know anything about personal hygiene. And just so you know why I'm doing this. Well, you and my ex-friend Coates let my boyfriend die in prison. She was on look-out outside the house where you arrested him. She ran away like a coward when she saw you and your cop friends coming. He was dealing the drugs we bought from the big cartel. They killed him in prison for losing their product."
Pia finally finished her beating and stood back. The front of her leotard was spattered with blood. She was bouncing on her toes panting with the exertion as she said, "Ufff, that felt good."
Vivian could only cry from the pain as she hung helplessly. Blood streamed from her face and nose falling onto the top of her breasts and down her body.
Pia went into her kit to fill another syringe, saying, "Time for another trip. Shhh, don't cry darling. It will all end soon, okay?" she went over and pressed the needle into Vivian's neck and said, "There you go…Not so bad uh?"
2334 Local Time
13 hours before Vivian's body is discovered.
Vivian woke up to find that she was lying prone on a bed. She was still nude and tied again. Her gag had not been changed since the first day at the farmhouse.
"Uhm!" was the only sound she could make. She was in a great amount of pain from the beating. She was startled to hear Pia.
"Welcome back. This is the last place you'll visit. Well, I told you that I'd get my revenge and fuck you up bitch. So here I go…" Pia was standing holding a strap on phallus in position at her groin.
Vivian felt Pia get on the bed behind her. She felt the phallus penetrate her vagina.
As Pia pounded her, she moaned "Ah, yeah!", as the reciprocal phallus moved in her body.
As Pia pulled on a rope. Vivian felt the garotte tighten around her throat and as the life faded from her, she heard Pia exult, "Ya like that bitch!"
As Pia plunged the strap-on phallus, again and again into her victim, she pulled on the rope tightly with all her strength. She reveled in Vivian's death convulsions and choking gasping sounds, as she was starved for air. She only let up on the pounding and pulling when Vivian stopped convulsing and gasping. Still holding the choking rope tightly, she bent to feel at the carotid artery. Still, feeling a faint pulse, Pia complained, "Still holding on eh bitch? I'll have to speed things up then."
She dropped the rope, reached and took hold of Vivian's head under her chin and across her forehead, twisted and snapped it in the required motion for breaking her neck. Hearing her neck snap, Pia let Vivian's head flop back onto the mattress so that she was facing her right side. She felt the carotid again and was satisfied at not feeling a pulse.
"Good, now onto the next part of our little drama."
Pia got up from her victim, took the strap-on off and looked across the bedroom at her mute audience. Rico was naked and tied to a chair. His wrists were handcuffed behind the chair's back. A large amount of rope tied in a harness around his chest and shoulders secured him to the chair. His legs were tied at the ankles and knees with a line going under the chair that connected his ankle bindings and the handcuff chain between his wrists. He was gagged with a red ball between his teeth that was strapped around his head and buckled at the nape of his neck.
Pia looked down at him and his erect penis and said, "I see the Viagra took effect. We can get your part of this play done."
She reached into a nearby drawer, took out a condom packet. She went to stand in front of Rico, ripped it open, and put it on over his penis. Then she straddled his lap. She took hold of his erection as she positioned the tip at her entrance. She sank down so that he penetrated her.
As she settled onto his lap and got used to him being in her, Pia clasped her hands behind his head. She bent to whisper in his ear, "Well Rico I need your sperm. I mean how else am I going to convince my friends at homicide that Blackadder was raped by you. So just sick back and enjoy the ride."
With that she began undulate her hips and clench her kegel muscles around his member, driving Rico into a sexual fervor. All Rico could do was go along. It wasn't long until Rico reached his climax. Pia smiled and got off him.
"Good boy. Now for the next part.'
She took the strap-on and brought it over to Rico's chair. She positioned the phallus tip at Rico's tip and started to peel the condom backward off Rico to sheath it inside out over the phallus. She was lucky to not rip it. She rubbed the covered phallus on his penis to get more sperm on it. She brought it over to the bed and penetrated Vivian with the phallus again. She worked it in and out to coat the inside of her vagina with Rico's sperm.
"There that should do it. Good thing I got gloves on. This stuff is disgusting. Also, I ain't leaving any fingerprints here. After all I have to come back and investigate this scene. Too bad they're going to find your dead body here."
Rico started screaming past his gag at that. Pian just went to her bag and pulled out her taser. With a devilish grin, she turned it on and touched it to his groin. Rico's eyes turned in his sockets and his body arched in the seat with pain. Pia held it on him for a long time. When she removed it, Rico was slumped unconscious in the chair.
"Okay this next part is harder."
She untied Rico from the chair and dragged him into the bathroom and got him into the tub.
She got a kit from her bag and took out a syringe and a vial. As she filled the syringe to its capacity she said, "Unlike our dead friend on the bed, I'm giving you an overdose. This is choice stuff; heroin laced with fentanyl, just like the shit you were allegedly selling. So, kind of you to sell recreational drugs extracurricular. It made it easy to point you out as a suspect. You were so accommodating coming here to your sexcapade cabin to meet your girlfriend. You didn't even figure that I sent that text. Tazing you was easy. Once I had you tied to the chair, I could get Blackadder in here and set up. I hope you enjoyed the show as I killed her."
She positioned Rico's arm over the tub. She tied the tourniquet at the right place. She found the vein and injected the drug. She watched as Rico reacted as the drug flowed through his body. She knew he was gone when he urinated into the tub as his sphincter muscles relaxed in death.
"Okay time to leave. I have to get home and establish my alibi. After all I have to wake up when I get the call on your homicides. Now I go after that bitch Coates"
With that Pia left the house, locking the door behind her.