A/N: Thanks for the feedback...
( chapter 9 and 10 has been replaced. When the spelling and grammar mistakes had bothered you, give it a shot and read the chapters again... all remaining mistakes are mine!)

A huge thank you to starfishyeti and mokeydluffynaruto for your beta skills, advice and ideas.

The stalker

by elessar73

****11. chapter :It´s all your fault,Charlie***

Mary reached the bar "El paso" thirty minutes after leaving the Eppes house. The bar was a very popular spot for well to do, good looking, mid-twenty somethings not adverse to having a quick, close encounter. Exactly what Mary needed. Exactly the place where she would find a willing victim.

Mary sat in her car outside the bar. Her forehead had dropped onto the steering wheel when tears started to run down her face. She thought back to the recent event which had lead her there. Sounds of laughter infiltrated her mind. She felt anger and rage boiling up in her. When the pressure reached maximum she lifted her head. With a quick look into the rearview mirror she checked her appearance. She wiped away the tear tracks that trailed down her cheeks. The rest was still fine, at last fine enough.

She opened the glove compartment and found the plastic gloves she used. She knew the gloves were there but she wanted to make sure. The screwdriver and a rope lay ready in the trunk.A smile played around the corner of her mouth. The screwdriver had come in handy during her last assault and it would this time. It was only three days ago when she had murdered the guy. Damn it three days and here she was again. ´Damn Charlie Eppes, look what you´re making me do!´ She slammed her fist on the steering wheel. She was ready to go.

Mary entered the bar. Standing at the entrance she took a first glance around. The place was likely crowded, best conditions for the pursuit. In a swaying walk she crossed the dance hall her hips swing into the rhythm of the music. She felt the greedy glances of men on her. Mary smiled inwardly, this was going to be easy. She could get any men she wanted, but she only wanted one.´Just Charlie.´ Her stomach contracted with pain and depression bubbled up in her again. For a short moment she was distracted and stumbled over her own feets. She swayed dangerously then suddenly felt supporting hands on her shoulders.

"Thank you." She mumbled ready to walk away wanting to ignore her rescuer.

"Are you alright?" A man´s voice asked her. Mary sighed. She couldn´t ignore the question, after all she´d been well brought up. So, she turned and looked at the man and nearly stumbled again when she looked straight into the eyes of her perfect prey.

The man kept holding her arm in a tight embrace. He watched her with blue piercing eyes and a faint smile on the lips. His face was framed by a light brown mop of curly hair. Mary scanned the man from head to toe. He was at least 1.9m tall but slim, almost slender. It would be no problem dealing with him. He was dressed in a black linen suit and a plain white T-shirt. This man was well aware of the effect he was making and was obviously self-confident or even conceited. Mary had to stop herself for punishing him for the arrogant smile on his face. He was perfect. She would destroy him and made him beg for death before the night was over.A cold shudder ran down her spine. But first, she had to entice him into her trap.

Within the blink of an eye Mary turned into shy helpless woman.
"I´m fine. Thank you." She whispered submissively, and it worked. With a protecting arm around her shoulder the man guided Mary to the bar. With satisfaction Mary noticed that he never let loose of her.

"I´m Edward Williams," the man introduced himself. "May I buy you a drink?" He looked down at the beautiful woman and hoped that she would agree.

"With pleasure," Mary whispered in his ear. "By the way, I´m Mary."

They clinked their glasses of champagne. Edward´s eyes were beaming in anticipation of what was to come. Mary played her role perfectly. She laughed at every one of his stupid jokes. From time to time she pressed her hand against his chest and caressed it softly. With joy she noticed when his body tensed through the touch. And when the music changed and a slow song began Mary took her chance. She leaned toward him and gently put her lips on Edward´s mouth.

"Wanna dance?" She whispered softly. Without waiting for his answer she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor. Mary pressed her body tight against his. She realised with satisfaction that a faint shudder ran through Edward´s body.`Got you, you son of a bitch!´ she gloated.

They started dancing holding each other tightly. Mary felt Edward´s warm breath on her cheek. She closed her eyes to fight down the nausea rising in her stomach. This was so disgusting and it was all Charlie´s fault. She was supposed to dance with Charlie and not with that stupid guy. ´Damn it. How did everything go wrong?´But now was not the time for selfdoubts. Mary took in a deep breath. She gathered all her strength before she made her final move. Her finger´s stroked softly down Edward´s spine when she leaned her head against his chest. With the other hand Mary clutched the curly hairs and drew his head closer to her face. She saw the blue eyes of her victim light up when their lips finally connected into a heavy kiss.

Mary felt the man´s reaction against her body. And fortunately, the kiss saved her from laughing out loud. What an irony-a gesture of love hid her evil intens. She pushed him away. Edward looked puzzled. He felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him. He couldn´t make sense out of the change in Mary´s behavior. Then he realised that Mary was smiling at him.
"Let´s go," she proposed in a softly voice.
Edward returned the smile dreaming of what he hoped was the start of a great evening. He felt 10 feet tall, as Mary was a beautiful and sexy woman. And she really wanted HIM! His excitement rose as he imagined the next step.

Mary grabbed Edward´s hand and dragged him out of the bar. He followed her willingly. Before he left Edward caught side of his friend Joey. They gave each other the victory sign and a fat grin. Mary didn´t notice the exchange of signs between the friends. She waited for Edward outside the bar not knowing or even checking to see if her victim was with anybody.

`Lucky bastard.´Joey thought as he took a sip of his drink.

The couple reached Mary´s car. She literally hung around his neck her fingertips caressing his cheeks. She could feel his arousal. Mary was sure that Edward would follow her anywhere. She closed her eyes when she whispered in his ear.
"I know a spot where we´ll be undisturbed. Let´s go."
Edward followed her like a lamb guided to the slaughter. He ran head first into his ruin.

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Mary parked her car in a side street near the warehouse she had chosen.

She couldn´t use the previous plant since Thursday´s headlines spoke about an unknown homicide victim discovered in a warehouse. There weren´t many details, but Mary was sure that the news spoke about Steven Green, her latest "playmate".An evil grin showed upon her face when she remembered how she felt when she cut into his face.

Mary had had to check out the scene for herself. The fluttering yellow tape, though she had expected it, shocked her. It was the visibale consequence of her behavior-making it real. She closed her eyes for just a moment.´Am I really that bad?´ But the doubt in herself lasted only a second. Cool headed she passed the building. She checked it again in the rearview mirror, but she saw nothing, no police officers processing the scene. Mary was sure that she hadn´t left any evidence. She had been very careful. She had worn plastic gloves, her hair had been swept back in a ponytail and she hadn´t left behind any tool she had used. So she wasn´t worried. It was just a shame that she had to give up the place. She had liked it with all the practicability the ropes and iron hooks had offered.

But Mary forgot her grief about it when she found the new place. She had returned to the industrial area at night. Her instinct had led her to an other abandoned building. She couldn´t describe the feeling she experienced but the house seemed to call her.

She had climbed in through a broken window and had finally stood in a big porch. After a while her eyes had become accustomed to the dim light and she had taken a look around. She had recognized some iron bars standing in a corner. A sledge hammer and nails had been scattered on the ground. Her heart had skipped a beat when her eyes had taken in the form of a machine. It had reminded her of a big mouth ready to bite. Mary had approached it. Her hands had been trembling when she had touched the cold steel of a stamping press. Her searching fingers had found the button to start it. She had pressed it down and stood still holding her breath and waited for the engine to start. When it had started she was surprised at how quietly it ran. Nobody would hear it from the outside. This place was perfect.

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Edward looked a little nonplussed. That wasn´t what he had expected. He had thought they would go to Mary´s place or maybe a hotel room, but that? A warehouse? That was the last place he had thought of, actually it hadn´t even entered his mind.

Mary saw the disappointed look in the man´s face. She needed to work fast. He wasn´t allowed to leave. She needed him to fulfill her needs. She took him by the hand and dragged him closer to her body.
" Come on, it´s exciting." Her voice was hoarse and held the promise of an unforgettable night.
Edward fell for it. Hand in hand they ran down the dark street. They reached the back of the warehouse and its shattered window.
"We have to climb in." Mary showed Edward." Isn´t it exciting doing something you´re not supposed to?" She suggested to keep the man willing. Mary pressed an encouraging kiss on his sweaty forehead. The sweat tasted salty and bitter. She licked her lips to save every part of it.´That´s just the beginning. By the end he´ll drown in his sweat.´

"Yeah. Maybe you´re right. It´s certainly diffrent ." Edward tried to please her, although he had no idea about how this incident would turn out. He managed a slight smile and pulled her near to embrace her tightly.

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Paul Hold paced through the living room of his apartment. His mind was reeling. Pictures of Mary standing in front of the Eppes´ residence a rose held tight to her breast tortured him. He shook his head desperately to get the pictures out of his head. But it didn´t work. Frustration rose inside of him. He rammed his back against a wall and slid slowly down. The cook closed his brown eyes. He was exhausted but his mind granted him no rest.´How can I compare with a professor?´ He felt tears shoot to his eyes. All the humiliation she had put him through didn´t meant a thing if he only could gain her heart.

A kind of inspiration sprung up from his dark thoughts. Mary had acted weird. She hadn´t entered the Eppes house, but had just stared through a window. Just like a peeping tom, afraid of being caught. Dr. Eppes may not know about her worship for him. That would make sense. Perhaps someone should tell him. But who and how? He, a simple cook could hardly walk into the professor´s office and confront him with this news. He had to think...

TBC