Face to face with Richard White was certainly NOT what she had been expecting, coming home and switching on the lights to be greeted by a man she both hated and feared, didn't ease the knots in her stomach caused by her argument with Elliot, it only increased them.
"What do you want?" she asked with an unsteady voice. It was hard to hide the fear from her tone when he had broken into the apartment and was standing in her lounge room. It was the last thing in the world she had expected when she walked through the door.
"You…" he smiled. "We really need to stop playing games, you and I, I know you want me too, you can't stop thinking about me."
"Get out," she ordered. "And I won't call the cops."
"You are a cop," he reminded her. His voice suddenly changed and he sounded husky. "It's time we consummated our relationship, don't you?"
Panic filled her already-knotted stomach and reached her pounding heart, she wished that Elliot had turned around and come back inside. "Stop wasting my time, Richard, I'm NOT interested and you will do well to remember that. I know you raped and killed those girls, and I know you think you're clever," her voice was shaky but she went ahead and said it anyway. "And I will catch you out, when you make the slightest mistake-"
"Blah, blah, blah… I've heard this all. Come now," he inched towards her and by reflex she took a step back. "Oh, hard to get, eh? I like that game too," he laughed.
"Stay away from me," now she wasn't afraid to show her terrified emotions, she was more afraid for her life than what he thought about scaring her.
"You want me…" he repeated in a low whisper as he took another step towards her. Olivia pinned herself against the loungeroom wall, and watched helplessly as he made his way closer to her. Her hand traveled down the side to grab her gun, and when her fingers went to grip it there was nothing there – she'd left it at the station house. She felt like she was paralyzed, unable to move any part of herself and when he reached her and guided his finger across her cheek, she tensed up, terrified of being raped.
She trembled uncontrollably. "Please don't…" she begged as the tears filled her eyes, she didn't want him to see the fear, or the tears that went unchecked down her face, but she was scared of him now.
"Oh…" he mocked her. "What happened to the woman with the temper, who could never be broken, who wanted me dead?"
"Please…" she pleaded. "Just let me go."
Richard White shook his head. "Nuh, I'm gonna have fun first." Olivia hadn't noticed the object he held in his hand and she couldn't tell what it was, it was too late to defend herself, without warning, he swung the object towards her as she tried to put her hands up as a defense and she screamed as loudly as her voice could take. The world went black.