THE GIFT OF ZACH ADDY
The universal thought of the room at present was of terror and fear. It was bad enough to have one Heather Taffet in this world, but to have a twin just as sadistic and cold was far worse. They needed to know who this guy was and fast. The sooner they could find out something the better. The Jeffersonian team knew that allowing him to remain in society for too long would be detrimental to the team and to the world.
"Booth, we now have a face attached to the crimes. Apparently Brennan has developed some kind of psychic ability. She told me that she saw this face in her dream before you came in to check on her." Angela said as she entered Dr. Brennan's otherwise empty office.
"This is one ugly king. I thought the Heather Taffet was scary looking, he looks far worse. He looks like something from Stephen King's "The Shining"." Booth responded managing to draw a little bit of a laugh out of Angela.
"You may be on to something about the joke. Is it possible this guy is an escaped convict from the insane asylum or maybe a recently "rehabilitated" criminal?" Angela asked curiously.
"We might be able to get some information on this guy from a very good source. Zach may have been played by a cannibal but he still is very logical and he is still our friend. Tell Bones if you see her that I am about to leave for the mental institution to see Zach." Booth said as he grabbed his coat.
Just as he was about to leave, Bones had entered her office. She had heard his words and headed for her coat. Zach Addy had become the victim of brainwash by a serial killer that went by the name of Gormagon. As part of a plea deal for his role in the killing one of Gormagon's victims, he was placed in a high security mental institution.
By the SUV, a prepaid cell phone was left. Booth approached it apprehensively. It could be rigged to explode or worse, he thought to himself.
"Bones, stay back. I would rather one of us be blown to bits than both." Booth said cautiously.
"Okay Booth, I am right here." Dr. Brennan said showing clear adherence to his words.
Inside the folded telephone, was a sticky note.
Call this number to know how your dear colleague is doing and where to take Heather Taffet once she is released-King of Spades
Booth called the number to be greeted by a well hidden voice and ruthless intent.
"Dr. Sweets will soon become one more victim. Unlike the rest, I will make sure that he bleeds on your door step. I will make you watch him die. To prevent that, take Heather Taffet to an abandon house on 14th street. You won't be able to miss it, because your friend will be tortured by me. I like to see my victims suffer in their blood. Heather liked to hear that her victims suffocated, I like to watch mine first hand. The same will happen to your dear doctor if you don't comply. The longer you take to turn her over, I will pick another victim dear to you all. Don't even think of tracing this call…" the voice said and then the line when dead.
"We have to find Zach and now. Let's go." Booth said urgently as he put the phone back on the ground.
"So what did he say?" she asked nervously.
"He said that if we don't came through with Heather Taffet, he will kill Dr. Sweets very gruesomely on the Jeffersonian steps. He seems to take some serious pleasure in watching his victims bleed." He answered leaving out his last words.
When they arrived at the mental institution, they asked to see Zach. A guard arrived about 10 minutes later with Zach not to far ahead of him. Dr. Brennan greeted him with a hug and Booth shook his hand.
"It is really good to see you. Is this a pleasure visit or is there something I can do to help in an investigation?" Zach asked half-smiling.
"I was hoping you could help me to identify this nut. He only goes by the King of Spades. He has Dr. Sweets. Dr. Sweets will die if won't don't turn over Heather. Have you ever seen him or talked to him?" Booth asked praying that he had some knowledge of him.
"I recognize him. He was recently released. His name is Roland Olsen. He was put here sometime ago for stabbing his foster mother as a child. He was put on parole about a month ago. He said that he would get Heather out one way or the other. He would also get his revenge on the people that put her away. I could tell that he had a striking resemblance to Heather. He only recently had found out that he was her brother. It appears that Child Protective Services separated them when they were babies. I could tell that he was more dangerous than Heather herself. He did not know I ever worked for the Jeffersonian. If he had ever known, we would not be conversing now." Zach answered showing his fear.
"I think I have heard of the guy, come to think of it. I do believe that this guy hacked his own foster mother to death for reasons unknown." Booth said in recognition.
"Agent Booth, please be careful with this guy. He is very intelligent and he is very unstable. He makes The Gravedigger look tame. He is ruthless and he is very serious about what he does." Zach warned.
"Well Zach, I think we had better get going. By the way, you are missed and we have found you hard to replace. Hodgins told me to tell you hello and to let you know he is fine. He and Angela married. Take care okay." Bones said sounding out of character.
"I am happy to hear that. Tell him I send my warmest regards and that I am still king of the lab." Zach said smiling as he was led back to his cell.
The trip back to the Jeffersonian was filled with pleasant conversation to avoid feeling the fear they both had.
"Booth, What did this Roland Olsen do?" Bones asked with great interest.
"Back when he was only a teenager, he surprised his foster mother at home with a switch blade. She was discovered in her bedroom lying in her own blood. Roland tried to say that he was not present when she was murdered. They tried to get him on first degree murder charges, but he got off on technicalities.