I apologize for not putting this up sooner. My mother and sister both had birthdays and I had to help. I forgot about this for a little bit. Also, I got drowned in homework, so it wasn't easy to find time to finish writing this. Also, I wanted to make sure I finished the story before I posted this, In case I needed a clue to point to the killer. Thanks for being patient and, again, I apologize. I hope the ending doesn't sound rushed.

Chapter 5

Jacqueline Morister

Shawn and Gus had just found out that the apartment that they were in used to belong to Gus' co-worker. Gus remembered that she had quit of Tuesday. It was so sudden that Gus was kicking himself in the rear end for not thinking about it. She had been so happy.

Shawn thought it was ironic. They were investigating a case and it reconnected back to Gus. When Shawn mentioned this Gus got all angry at him for even thinking it was ironic because 8 people were dead and 1 was probably dead.

Shawn paced into the kitchen. He noticed foods such as cereal, oatmeal, banana, Cheetos, pizza and—"Oh my gosh!"

"What?" asked Gus with concern.

Shawn picked up a can of something. "Pineapple substitution? If it's not a crime it should be. Only God knows what kind of stuff is in this."

Gus looked at Shawn like he was an idiot (and he was.) "Dude, focus."

"I am focused. I'm totally focused on the matter at—Oh my gosh, Gus, an ant."

Gus didn't know whether he was this stupid or was merely trying to annoy him.

"Shawn!"

"All right, dude." Shawn tried looking around the room. In the wastebasket he saw a pregnancy test.

Shawn reached to pick it up. Gus grabbed his wrist. "Don't touch that. It's covered in urine."

Shawn looked at Gus. "Thanks for telling me that Gus. Now pick it up."

"I ain't picking it up."

After 5 minutes they finally decided to pick it up with a nail clipper. Shawn held it and saw a little positive sign. "Dude, she was pregnant."

Gus saw that too. "So she had a secret lover."

"That's right Gus." Shawn tried to look around. He entered the bedroom. "Gus, I'm sensing that she was killed in the bedroom."

"How can you tell?" Gus entered the bedroom and then saw that there was blood all over the bedroom. But there was no body.

Gus tried to keep himself together. "This is not a good way to go."

"We've seen lots of gruesome deaths today. This is still nothing compared to Friday the 13th."

"You forced me to watch that movie Shawn. I'm still having nightmares."

"Only babies get scared of movies."

"Can we get back to the problem at hand?"

Shawn saw some blood drag marks on the floor and they appeared to be leading to the balcony.

Shawn rushed to the balcony. He looked down and saw a blood mark. He also noticed a few tire tracks in the grass and they led in both directions to the left. He looked across the street and saw the cops across the street at the gym.

"Gus! I think I figured it out."

Shawn and Gus ran across the street to the gym. Shawn rushed right in without invitation. He screamed loudly. "Gus! Something's going on with me. The spirits are jamming all these violent images in my head! They're trying to tell me something. Wait I'm seeing an image."

"Mr. Spencer," said an annoyed Chief Vick. "What is the matter with you? I thought I sent you away because people kept dying."

Gus spoke instead. "I don't think he can hear you. The spirits are showing him what happened that night, like television."

"Mr. Guster, these psychic "visions" had better not be wasting our time."

"Is motive, 'not wasting your time'?"

The Chief nodded.

Lassiter rolled his eyes.

Juliet looked on with interest.

Shawn looked in their direction. "I see the 8 victims in the gym. 1 of them just relaxing. The other 7 working hard to lose weight. I don't know why they're doing it this late at night, but there's some stuff I'll never know." Shawn looked outside. "Wait a minute, I can see a body falling from a balcony. It's the body of a woman named, 'Jacqueline Morister.' She's already dead however. Oh—Her head is bleeding. She's been hit with something. Wait, now I see a man. I can't see his face. The spirits won't allow it. Oh no! He looked into the gym! Now he looks, shocked. Surprised." Shawn shook violently like he was waking up from a deep sleep. "Guys! You were here on the night of the murder?"

Gus shook him. "Shawn, your out of your vision."

Shawn put his hand to his head. "I'm sensing, that Jacqueline was having an affair, with the man who killed her. And she was pregnant. So, he killed her, threw her over the balcony, dragged her into his truck and noticed the 24 Hour Fitness Center. He hid the body. He waited until nobody was there anymore, killed the receptionist in a graphic way, hacked into the computer, got a list of the people that were there during the murder and killed them all one by one. He decided to hide the pattern by posing as a killer he killed people in graphic ways for no reason."

The cops looked at Shawn with amazement. Lassiter pointed to a cop. "Go over to the apartments across the street and find the apartment of Jacqueline Morister. Do not release any information to the press. Nothing except the victims' names."

"Good work Mr. Spencer. The only thing we need now is the killer."